A very rare submission by me, started it but couldn't find a finish, please be as brutal as possible.
Jeremy kyle: Today we meet a man who is at breaking point. His friends have stopped returning his calls, his home is at risk, and he fully expects to be out of a job by next May. He has asked for us to keep his identity a secret, so I will be interviewing this darkened sillhoette and calling him 'Mr B'
JK: So Mr B, tell the nation your troubles.
Mr B:[in a very recognisable Scottish accent]: Before we start, it's a bit dark in here and you are sitting on my glass eye side, do you mind moving.
JK: err, no problem [whispering] remember try not to give too much away about your identity. [aloud] so whats been going on?
MR B: Well it all started a few weeks ago when I agreed to give a sick man a second chance at life.
JK: sounds admirable
MR B: Precisely. But now even the people who I have a 'special' relationship with are starting to snub me. He won't return my calls and refuses to meet me at G20
JK: [thinking quickly]Err, G20 is a name of a club right?
MR B: Yes. A special club for special people, special people like me.
JK: Ahh, Special needs.
MR B: No. Special relationships. I said to him, Barrack what have I done?
JK: [interrupting] Please, no Christian names, just MR O as we agreed.
MR B: Oh, yes right. Anyway MR O said he would rather meet President M from Russia, President H of China and Prime Minister H from Japan.
JK: [head in hands, muttering] Why do I bother. [aloud] is there no one that wants to meet with you?
MR B: Only Colonel G from Libya, and I know what he wants.
JK: whats that?
MR B: More missiles.
JK: Prime Minister, thank you.