British Comedy Guide

Skit Comp 7 - 14.9.11

Another productive wank so congratulations to COMEDYOFLIFE for a wholesome victory. Get rat-flapped and PM me for next week's topic please.
Hence:
Votes - Points - Name

4 - 10 - Comedyoflife
3 - 5 - Shirl the Whirl
2 - 1 - Jack Daniels
Speckled mention: RedZed333, Michael Monkhouse, Alex Mahon

Your new subject: Anger (chosen by Gerry McDonnell) or Royalty (chosen by 404 Not Found)
Rules:
One entry/vote per person. Anyone can enter regardless of colour, sexual preferences or inside leg measurement, except the bastard who never paid me (you know who you are).
Can be a sketch, joke, lyric or anything else as long as it's original and vaguely linked to the topic. Please try and only post your entry/vote and no other posts.
You can edit your entry as much as you want, up until the closing time.

Competition Closes: 14.9.11

Overall Leader Board is now:

Points - Name

203!!! - Mr Sunshine
192 - Kasm
169 - Otterfox
148 - Michael Monkhouse
143 - Cool Mikado, Nigel Kelly
112 - Jebsly
109 - AngieBaby
108 - Frankie Rage
105 - Timbo
103 - Charley Rance
98 - Fred Peters
97 - Gerry McDonnell
83 - Ishy
66 - Jude
65 - Baumski
56 - Alex Mahon, Scratchyr
37 - Afinkawan
35 - Don P. Musey
32 - 404 Not Found, James, Swerytd, Paul Watson
30 - Stephen Goodlad
28 - Leevil
27 - Bushbaby
26 - Shirl the Whirl, David Chapman
25 - Teddy Paddalack, Craig H
23 - Roscoff
22 - Shandonbelle, Blobster
21 - Nil Putters, Mikey J
20 - James Harris, Kevin Murphy, Dannyjb1, Niteowl, Lazzard
18 - Tom
17 - Ellie
16 - Reg N, Eggie
15 - Bill Jaguar, Cinnamon, Dale
14 - Stephen Birch
13 - Badge
12 - RedZed333, Geoff Mutton, Will Cam
11 - Tuumble, Steven
10 - ComedyOfLife, Sean Night, Robo, Nitram Skir, Socrates, Tom Campbell, Tommy Power, Waring
09 - ajp29, ShoePie
08 - Stylo
07 - The Giggle-O, garyd, Winterlight
06 - Jack Daniels, Little Jersey Devil, Hellboy, Wayne Lewis, John Kelly, Andrew Lynch
05 - Flavian, Sean, Karlos the Great, Drew, Pedros, Summer G, Mannikin Bird, Greggles, Happy Shopper, Timothy Marshal-Nichols, Rob B
04 - Andy W, losaavedra
02 - Stu R, Imamazed, Slack Bladder, Paul Nash, Boits, Gavin
01 - Lady Laughter, Scar Bum, veedeeplex, Grem, Macca, Ming The Mirthless, Minty, Shpadoinkle, Shaggy292, amillionpounds, Jake How, David Bussell, Charisma, Skibbington von Skubber, Ginger Jesus, Nick Rivers, Daddy Maz, Martin Bickle, Batman, Ray Dawson, Marion, Tooting Jo

Any ballsups, PM me please.

The Man They Still Couldn't Hang

"Alright, marra ?"

"Aye - not so bad - yersel' ?"

"Aye, I'm canny enough"

"That's good"

"Mind, I've got some bad news for yer"

"What's that, like ?"

"Wer cannit hang yer the day"

"Oh, for f.......why for not the day, like ?"

"Yer might hirrus"

"I might what ?"

"Yer might hirrus and that. Yer might smackus in the teeth or slapus rund the chops"

"Why'd I want to dee that, like ?"

"Why, yer might be a bit annoyed arrus 'cos I've gorra hang yer"

"I'll not get annoyed at yer, honest !"

"Mind, there's also the fact that yer look a bit mean, like - yer look as though yer could handle yersel', like"

"Why, of course I can handle mesel'. I'm here 'cos I've done bad things and that. I can handle mesel' nee bother but divvent let that worry yer'

"Naw, naw - be fair - I cannit tek nee chances, man - I'm s'posed to be gannin' oot the neet - how would I look if yer hirrus and I hatta gan oot with bruises on me gish ?"

"I've towld yer, man - I'll not hit yer - besides which, you and yer marra have gorrus all tied up - me arms is behind me back with a lang bit rope tied rund me wrists - yee should naah - yee tied the knot"

"I've got sensitive skin me, like"

"I won't hit yer, honest - cross me heart and that"

"Ah, yes - that's all well and good - it's alright saying that but what if yer got git angry and that at having to be hung ? Yer might nurrus"

"I wouldn't nut yer, honest - I really wouldn't"

"And what if yer struggled loose of yer rope ? Owt could happen, man"

"But you tied the bugger"

"Ah, yes - but I'm not ower confident that that knot'll howld - I've only done elementary knot tieing - I'm due for level two knots next week - I'd much prefer to howld on until I'm a bit mair confident with me tieing of the knots and that"

"Lookah - I promise - I'm resigned to me fate - I won't struggle, I won't try and get loose of yer knot and I won't hit yer or nut yer - honest - howay, man - gan aheed and hangus, willya ?"

"Mind, there's another problem, like"

"Oh, for f. . . . ..what now ?"

"Well, we had the health and safety in earlier this week"

"Oh, bollocks - not them wallahs - them bastard's're always poking their noses in where they're not wanted"

"Exactly. And. . . . ..well . . . . . . . .."

"Well, what ?"

"Well.........."

"Yes ?"

"Well, they've done a risk assessment and they've come to the conclusion that all of this hanging business is a bit ......err.......a.bit. .. . . ..erm . .. .. . . .a bit dangerous"

"A bit f. .. .. .. .a bit f. . . . . . . ..a bit. . . . .. . . . .dangerous ?"

"Aye, that's what they said "

"Dangerous to who ?"

"Well, they reckon our end-users might find it a bit dangerous"

"But I'm your end-user"

"Aye"

"And I'm quite happy to be hung - I've done some right bad things, I got caught, they sentenced me to be hung a bit and I'm quite prepared to accept whatever fate is to befall me"

"That's all well and good but the risk assessment that was carried out highlighted other problems as well"

"Yes ? What now, like ?"

"Well, see that handle ower there ?"

"Yes, the wooden handle that yer pull to send me to me doom ? Aye, I can see it - so, what about it ?"

"Well, over the years the varnish has flaked away a bit and there's not ower much varnish left on it. The health and safety wallahs reckon I've got to start wearing gloves whilst I'm about the hanging or I could get a spelk in me thumb and hurt mesel'. We've only got third party, fire and theft - we're not insured for spelks. I could get wood poisoning "

"Yes, yes - right, right - that's seems fair enough - wear some gloves and protect your hands - I can see the point - so, what's the problem with that ?"

"Well, I had me gloves and me sandwiches and me flask in me bait bag this morning, all ready for the hanging, all set and that"

"And ?"

"I left them on the kitchen table"

"Oh, for f. . . . . . . .can you not ring your lass ?"

"She'll be at work and I left me mobile in me bait bag as well - it's got her work number on it - I was never any good at remembering numbers and that. Sorry"

"Have you not got any spares ?"

"No, nowt like that, mate - not since these cuts started to tek howld - they keep spares of nowt now"

"So, what we gonna do ?"

"We'll just have to postpone the hanging and that until another day"

"Ok, ok, ok - if that's the way it's going to be - I give up, me like - come on, take this bastard bacalarva off"

"Aw , howay, man - there's no need to be like that, like - nee need to get angry - I'm sorry, man - I'm trying me best - we'll dee arl of this hanging thing another day, nee bother - come on, mate - I'll help you off with your balaclava and your high viz - come on, mate - howld yer arms up so I can get yer high viz off - careful now, yer divvent want to dee yersel' a mischief"

"What we gunna dee after yeeve released me from this bacalarva and high viz , like ?"

"Well, we could've had a bit dinner but I've left me bait at yem, haven't I ?"

"You could always share my sandwiches - I've got a couple left ower from this morning - I couldn't finish them - I was a bit nervous and that for some reason"

"That's very kind of yer - cheers, man"

"Nee bother, mate"

VERRY CHRISTIAN

TV STUDIO. TERRY CHRISTIAN and GUEST:

TERRY Hello I'm Terry Christian and this is my show, 'The Terry Christian Show'. My guest tonight is Sven Bergman, one of the many to have tragically lost a loved one in the brutal and senseless Oslo attack... Mr Bergman, welcome.

GUEST Good evening.

TERRY Now when you first discovered your son had been violently and pointlessly murdered - what was it like?

GUEST Well I was shocked - and traumatized... I still am shocked...

TERRY Yeah, I mean if someone phoned me and went 'Eh Tez, yer son's just had his brains splattered all over t'shop', I'd be like - y'know, SHIT... But it won't happen.

GUEST Why - why not?

TERRY 'Cos I ain't got a son! (laughs) Neither've you now have you?

GUEST Oh please...

TERRY Only joking... Hey that reminds me, policeman says 'Good news and bad news', bloke goes 'What's the bad news?' Policeman says, 'Yer kid's just had his brains blown out...'

GUEST This really is going too far...

TERRY No you'll like it - so he says, 'What's the good news?' He goes, 'It was Cheryl Cole what did it!'

PAUSE.

TERRY You get it? He thinks he means he's been butchered like what your son was, when really he'd got a blow job off that well fit Cheryl Cole, result!

PAUSE.

TERRY Obviously a language problem...

GUEST How dare you.

TERRY Sorry - dunno why, I didn't do him in...

GUEST I don't think you understand the gravity of the situation...

TERRY The what?... Hey if you think you've suffered, try a cup of Channel Four coffee, that really is painful!

GUEST Right that's it. (hits him, leaves)

TERRY Bloody Swedes, worse than Germans... Anyway, my next guest is Mrs Kate McCann...

WILL -
Gosh, Granny is absolutely fuming.

KATE -
Why's that, Fluffpot?

WILL -
One of the corgis has just had pups.

KATE -
And?

WILL -
The daddy dog was a poodle!

KATE -
Really! How adorable! Will they be corpoos or poogis?

WILL -
I think they're more likely to be dead meat. Granny doesn't want corgis with pom poms.

KATE -
Oh Fluffems, they sound divine. Couldn't we have one, our own little corpoo?

WILL -
Oh Katie, you just don't understand how vengeful Granny can be. She's ordered a cull of every poodle in Westminster.

KATE -
Oh pleee-eeease Fluffems. Katie want a corpoo!

WILL -
No Katie. Granny won't rest until she gets the dirty dog that polluted the corgi line.

KATE -
Pleasey, pleasey, please. Katie want a corpoo!

WILL -
Oh alright. But Kate, when you go to pick it up, promise me one thing?

KATE -
Yes Fluffems?

WILL -
For heavens sake, you must wear your seat-belt!

OWLS.

KEVIN IS ON THE INTERNET AND HIS GRANDFATHER WALKS IN.

GRANDAD:
You're not on that bloody internet thing again are you?

KEVIN:
Grandad, the internet is one of the greatest inventions of the 20th Century. You can look up anything you want. The possibilities are endless.

GRANDAD:
Rubbish!

KEVIN:
Ok. Well you like owls, don't you?

GRANDAD:
I do. I'm fond of the owl.

KEVIN:
We can find out anything you want to know about owls.

GRANDAD:
(WARMING TO THE IDEA) ..Really.. well there was one owl I wanted to check out. It begins with the letter 'b'.

KEVIN:
Brown spectacled owl?

GRANDAD:
No.

KEVIN:
Band-bellied owl?

GRANDAD:
No.

KEVIN:
Barred eagle owl?

GRANDAD:
No.

KEVIN:
Barn owl?

GRANDAD:
(becoming a little more agitated) No. It's bbb, bbbbi....

KEVIN:
Balsas screech owl?

GRANDAD:
No.

KEVIN:
Bearded screech owl?

GRANDAD:
No. (BECOMING ANGRY) No, no, nooo! (TRYING DESPERATELY TO REMEMBER) It's bbbb...bbbb. bbbbbbastards to it!!

HE BEGINS TO WALK AWAY BUT TURNS BACK TO GIVE OUT.

GRANDAD:
Useless! What kind of a useless contraption is it?! It's the biggest pile of shite I've ever laid my eyes on. It may as well be a packet of vomit for all its worth.

Pure piss, pure monkey... monkeys piss. Piss from a monkey,that's what it is!

KEVIN:
Bismarck hawk owl?

GRANDAD:
Thats it! (NOW PERFECTLY POLITE) Good man yourself. What does it say about it?

KEVIN:
It's just taking a second to come up.

GRANDAD:
(RETURNING TO ANGER) Complete waste of time and space! Unadulterated pools of rubbish and piss. Its shite squared! Piles and piles of.....I mean whats the point in-

KEVIN INTERRUPTS.

KEVIN:
Here it is.

GRANDAD:
(VERY PLEASANTLY) God it's great isn't it.

END.

DR DAVID BANNER: Madame, don't make me angry, you wouldn't like me when I'm angry....

FAT LADY: Why's that?

DR DAVID BANNER: Because I'm not a cake.

OFFICE - MONDAY MORNING - JASON PRICE (26) SITS TYPING

(To the tune of 'My Way')

And now, the end is near
And so I face, the baldy Burton
My friend I'll say it clear
I hate his face
Of this I'm certain

I've skived, drove him to Hull
I sped on each and every highway
And more, much more than this
I hid the fiiiines away

Regrets, I've had the flu
Watched 'Blade' again, painted the extension
I did what I had to do
Did he see through my wild invention?

I planned when to sound hoarse
Each careful cough and dodgy tum day
And more, much more than this
I did it Friiiiidays

Jason casually leafs through a pile of Memos in his In tray - picks one up

'Inappropriate use of Internet at work - New Spyware in place from Friday 1st September'

MR BURTON (Yelling)
Price, my office..NOW.

INT. LIVING ROOM - DAY

A HUSBAND AND WIFE ARE ENGAGED IN A FURIOUS ARGUMENT

WIFE:
I don't understand how you could be so stupid!

HUSBAND
Enough already! It was an honest mistake.

WIFE:
A mistake? You took our eight-year old son to an abandoned warehouse, sniffed cocaine and strangled three prostitutes.

HUSBAND
He said he wanted to see 'Charlie and the choke a lot factory'.

The New King...

FOOTMAN: Well your majesty, I don't quite recall how it happened, but you are King of England.

KING: I never noticed.

FOOTMAN: I never thought I would see this day, the first black King of England.

KING: You may have seen the day, but if you continue to waste my time I will make sure you don't see the night.

FOOTMAN: (NERVOUSLY) Of course, your majesty, I'm sorry your majesty. W-what would your majesty have me do?

KING: Something that should have been done a long time ago. BURN THE MAGNA CARTA!

FOOTMAN: You majesty?

KING: You heard me! BURN IT! I WILL see to it that power is returned to royal family. That is to say my family.

FOOTMAN: But you can't just take power just like that, your majesty, that's not how it works.

KING: (IRATE) Are you telling me what I can and can't do?

FOOTMAN: (TREMBLING) N-n-no, of course not your majesty. But the power of this country lies with parliament...

KING: Well that is no longer true is it?

FOOTMAN: Your majesty?

KING: It would appear that everyone in parliament has been... removed.

FOOTMAN: Removed?

KING: Removed. In light of these fortuitous circumstances I have seen to it that all the power is returned to where it belongs. This land has got too soft, too afraid... That all changes from now.

FOOTMAN: V-very good, your majesty. What is your first order of business?

KING: It is clear to all, what is necessary. We must EXPEL the foreigners who are coming over here and taking our jobs. There will be no more immigration under my rule!

FOOTMAN: (WHISPERS) Ah, so we haven't got rid of double standards then.

INT. OFFICE. DAY

A MAN IN HIS 40s IS SITTING AT A DESK. HE GETS TO HIS FEET TO GREET A SMART LOOKING 30 SOMETHING INTERVIEWEE IN A NEW SUIT WHO BREEZES IN HAPPILY

INTERVIEWER
Hi there, sit down. I understand you'd like to teach an evening class at our college. What were you thinking of teaching?

MAN
Oooh, erm. How about Anger Management?

INTERVIEWER
Really?

MAN
Yes - I think, given my experience, that I could add a lot to the quality of life for lots of people who have been afflicted with the burden of being short-tempered.

INTERVIEWER
Excellent. Um... but forgive me for asking, you seem an affable chap with a very positive outlook; what kind of experience have you got in controlling anger?

MAN
You saying I'm ripping the piss you c**ty little f**kball!!!!

GETS UP AND NUTS THE INTERVIEWER WHO FALLS TO THE GROUND WHIMPERING. THE MAN STRADDLES HIM MENACINGLY

MAN (Cont'd)
Satisfied??!

INTERVIEWER
Absolutely - let me just sign you up.

GETS UP AND STARTS WRITING

MAN
You know, I could also do a course on extortion.

INTERVIEWER NARROWS HIS EYS FOR A SECOND

INTERVIEWER
Sounds good to me - how does £20,000 sound to you?

MAN
Splendid. When do I start?

END

1 vote for Shirl the Whirl - great punchline!

It's got to be Kasm. Excellent use of 'c**ty little f**kball' :)

Learned a lot about owls this week....Otterfox.

Otterfox for me as well!

Otterfox fer me

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