British Comedy Guide

Sketch Comp 15 - 22.4.13

Glad this is up 'n' running (like part of me when I look at Melanie C) and congratulations to CRAIG H for winning. Please celebrate and PM me for the next topic.
Hence:

Votes - Points - Name
5 - 10 - Craig H
2 - 5 - Steve Sunshine
1 - 1 - Nil Putters
Special mention: Everyone!

Your new subject is OBSESSIONS (suggested by Funny Johnny).

Rules:
One entry/vote per person. Anyone can enter regardless of colour, sexual preferences or inside leg measurement.
Can be a sketch, joke, lyric or anything else as long as it's yours 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: 22.4.13

Overall Leader Board is now:

Points - Position - Name

30 - 1 - Gappy
15 - 2 - Michael Monkhouse
10 - 3 - Craig H, Otterfox
5 - 4 - Steve Sunshine
1 - 5 - Nil Putters

1.The interview

Man is in interview room sitting opposite two people, a man and a woman interviewing him for a job.

Interviewer woman: Well, I'm not normally supposed to say this at this stage, but you're easily the most outstanding candidate we've seen for the job!

Man: Why, thank you very much.

Interviewer man: We still have some candidates to see today, but we think you're perfect for the role, just between us of course.

Man: Of course.

Interviewer Woman: I'm sorry, we do just have a few more mandatory questions to ask you, rules from above, you understand.

Man: Fire away!

Interviewer woman: Now obviously we are asking for dedication to the job, are you able to make that sort of commitment?

Man: Excuse me?

Interviewer woman: Commitment? This company, above all, values commitment?

Man: (starts to break down in tears): I....

Interviewer woman: is there something wrong...

Man: (Hysterical) I heard what you said! Of course I can make a commitment Rachel.

Interviewer woman: Rachel? Who's Rachel?

Man: Five years! Five years...down the toilet. Commitment phobe am I? Well, look at me now bitch, look at me now you heartless dragon!

Interviewer man: Excuse me? What are you talking...

Man: The bitch!....You gorgeous, sexy bitch!

Interviewer woman: I think we're a little pressed for time.

Man grows even more hysterical.

Man: Why?! WHY?! WHY?!!

Interviewer woman: Errr...Thank you for your time, we'll be in touch.

Man (Wipes his tears and carries on like nothing happened) Many thanks; So when do I start?

Exits.

HOST: Tan ta raaa! Here it is, dinner is served.

[General cooing and congratulation from the assembled]

HOST: Now, I think I've taken into account all your dietary preferences, and knocked up this little ratatouie.

BILL: Looks delicious.

HOST: Thank you, Bill. So, obviously it's vegetarian, doesn't contain nuts and, Jackie, you'll be glad to know there's not a hint of a mushroom either. I hope you like it.

WIFE: And, have you included my allergy?

HOST: Oh. I don't think I had any, err...

WIFE: Jack Spratt! Did you not tell them about my allergy?

JACK: [Embarrassed] Erm. No, not really. But I think you'll be fine.

WIFE: I'm so sorry about my husband, he is a terrible piece of work. You see, I'm allergic to lean.

HOST: Ah. I'm sorry, I wasn't quite...well, why don't I serve you up a portion, and you can check whether it fits the bill.

WIFE: Right. Hmm, yes, as I suspected - what's this?

HOST: That's courgette.

WIFE: Courgette, right. And I think I'd be right in saying that's lean...?

HOST: I'm sorry this has happened but, I, err, I don't quite know what lean is.

WIFE: Lean! You know, lean.

HOST: You're just saying "lean".

WIFE: Lean!! The opposite of fat. I can eat no lean. And this is 100% lean. A bloody leanfest.

BILL: Well, come on, now, let's not cause a fuss. I'm sure you can eat a little "lean" for one night. You can't possibly be allergic to things that aren't fat.

WIFE: Oh, can't I? Sorry, are you a doctor?

BILL: Yes.

WIFE: Oh, right. So, are you a nutritionist, then?

BILL: No, but I can assure-

WIFE: Well, there you are! Don't tell me what I am and aren't allergic to. I mean, my husband Jack here, he *only* eats lean - somewhat ironically. He's allergic to things that aren't lean, so I can't see why I can't be allergic to things that are lean. It's one rule for the goose and one for the goose fat.

BILL: Is that right, Jack? Are you allergic to fat?

JACK: No, of course not. It's just that Marjorie here thinks that anyone who doesn't wholly subsist on lipids is somehow unusual, and has got it into her binary little head that I therefore eat no fat.

WIFE: Come on! We're surely not going to quibble about trace elements, your non-lean intake is statistically negligible. I simple won't eat this repulsive plate of filthy lean!

JACK: Marjorie, your lean obsession is embarrassing both of us. There's fat in the cheese, eat that.

WIFE: [Brightening] Oh is there? Oh, great. Sorry, do you mind if I have a little bowl, that I can squeeze the melted cheese into? That way I can collect myself a little pool of non-lean, and everyone's happy.

HOST: Erm, yes, I suppose so. Fine, so now everyone has some food, who wants a drink?

WIFE: Do you have any Diet Coke?

INT. JAMIESONS KITCHEN - MORNING

BELINDAS MOTHER AND FATHER ARE SITTING AT THE DINING TABLE.

MOTHER (nodding to father)
Okay, she's coming.

BELINDA (15) ENTERS WITH A BEYONCE STRUT. SHE IS HOLDING HER PHONE.

BELINDA
Oh Em Gee! Hashtag loving it!

MOTHER
What's that you love dear?

BELINDA
Robert Pattinson just tweeted he loves me! Hashtag rob pat is hot.

FATHER
Well, this young man will love no daughter of mine without my approval young lady. (Winks at mother)

BELINDA
What...ever! Hashtag just jealous!

FATHER
Oh come on Belinda. That doesn't even make sense. (Looks at mother for reassurance)

MOTHER
Your father is right dear, why on earth would your father be jealous of your boyfriend.

BELINDA
Eh cause he's only like the hottest guy ever! Hashtag ever.

MOTHER
That's just silly love. You should be looking for personality. Does he have a good sense of humour? Does he like the same things as you?

BELINDA
Eh. He's like the biggest star in Twilight and I'm like the biggest fan of Twilight. So uh yea.

FATHER
Is he..(Looks knowingly at mother) is he that one from Harry Potter.

BELINDA
Eh yea but Twi -

MOTHER
Oh, is he that vampire fellow?

BELINDA
Eh duh.

MOTHER
Oh I'd let him smash me til his little vampire heart was content.

BELINDA (suddenly serious and grown up)
MUM! That's disgusting! I think I'm going to be sick!

BELINDA STORMS OFF.

FATHER
Hashtag jealous!

MOTHER AND FATHER HIGH FIVE.

I was obsessed with cunnilingus.

But I've got it licked.

MASTERED MIND

TV STUDIO.

SMUGNUS SMUGNUSSON Good evening ladies and blokes and welcome to Mastermind. I should now go through the rules but they're so easy an adult could understand them. So as Madonna's knickers say, We're off... The first contestant - do remember 'estant' at the end of that, very important - is Phil McCock and his specialist subject is the Mr Men. Mr McCock, which Mr Man is notoriously greedy?

McCOCK Mr Greedy.

SMUGNUS Correct. Which Mr Man is best known for his character trait of being rather uppity?

McCOCK Mr Uppity.

SMUGNUS Correct. Which Mr Man is renowned for being extremely sneezy?

PAUSE.

SMUGNUS I have to hurry you...

McCOCK Mr Sneezy.

SMUGNUS Correct. In which Mr Man book does a painfully one-dimensional character living in a stereotypical world reflecting his own single feature have a series of meaningless adventures including a pointless encounter with a worm of few words and then become the opposite of what he was at the start, great plot Mr Hargreaves?

McCOCK All of them.

SMUGNUS Correct. In that last question I mentioned the worm: after a Mr Man sees him and talks bollocks for a bit, what does he do?

McCOCK Pass.

SMUGNUS Correct.

(Buzzer.)

SMUGNUS Thank you mate, bugger off now... My next contestant's specialist subject is the existentialist dilemma of Prussia in the late nineteenth century as epitomized in Kierkegaard's radical reworking of the archetypical Sisyphus legend with particular emphasis on post-structuralist pre-modernist ant-disestablishmentarianist prototype feministic literature in...

(Buzzer.)

SMUGNUS So tonight's winner...

Paul: I'm telling you there's a conspiracy against me!

Thomas: Who are after you?

Paul: I don't know but I think there are some famous people involved.

Thomas: But why should they be after you? You are just a middle-aged, unemployed and overweight man from Denmark.

Paul: I don't know. It doesn't make any sense. I just see a pattern.

Thomas: What is it you see?

Paul: It's the singer Rihanna. She Is posting pictures on instagram with secret messages addressed towards me.

Thomas: Why should she possible do that?

Paul: I don't know how to explain it. I think it's because she is madly in love with me and wants to have children with me in a creepy stalker way.

Thomas: If that's the case why has she not contacted you? I'm mean if she is madly in love with you!

Paul: I DON'T KNOW. It.....it's difficult to explain. I just see a pattern. When I make a public post on facebook she responds with pictures with secret messages on instagram.

Thomas: You completely lost me in that explanation. But why don't you write her a mail?

Paul: I've done that... 46 times.

Thomas: Well then I think it's safe to say she is not stalking you.

Paul: Yeah I know logically it doesn't make any sense. But all the signals and the patterns I've observed. I'm convinced she is chasing me.

Thomas: Well I have to go now. Let me say it like this. I'm 100 pct sure she's is not chasing you.

(Thomas leaves the room and gets into his car where he pick up his mobile phone)

Thomas: Hello Rhianna it's your undercover agent Thomas. Paul is on to your obsession of him. Lay of the secret messages on instagram for a while ok?

TEENAGER DANIEL SITS IN HIS ROOM AT THE COMPUTER. HE IS WEARING A SUPERMAN OUTFIT. THE ROOM IS FILLED WITH SUPERHERO POSTERS, ACTION FIGURES ETC. HIS MOTHER ENTERS.

MOTHER:
Oh no, not Superman again. Your Irish exam is in two days Daniel!

DANIEL:
It's not Superman actually. I'm wearing glasses and look at my hair; I'm both Superman and Clark Kent at the same time. It's not often you see that.

MOTHER:
I don't want to see either of them. Come on Daniel, this test counts for 40% of your whole exam! Now (SPEAKING IRISH) Conas atá tu?

DANIEL:
Ta me Superman agus Clark Kent, Mummy.

MOTHER:
F**k it Daniel I asked you how you are not who you are! You have to get over this hero obsession. You're not Superman!

DANIEL:
I am Superman! Do not cross me or you will be on the receiving end of my awesome power.

MOTHER:
Daniel Robert Alexander how dare you speak to your mother like that!

DANIEL:
Daniel Robert Alexander...D.R. Alexander....D.R.X....You're right I'm not Superman, I'm Dr. X!

DANIEL BEGINS SHAVING HIS HAIR OFF.

DANIEL IS NOW SITTING ON THE BRANCH OF A TREE. HIS FRIEND BARRY IS TALKING UP TO HIM.

BARRY:
Hey Daniel, how did you get up there? Did you finally learn how to fly?

DANIEL:
No I'm not Superman anymore. I'm Dr. X.

BARRY:
Oh right. Dr. X doesn't live in a tree though.

DANIEL:
I know, I'm just trying to become as much like him as I can.

BARRY:
By sitting in a tree?
D
ANIEL:
No, by doing this.

HE LAUNCHES HIMSELF OUT OF THE TREE AND FALLS HELPLESSLY. A LOUD SCREAM CAN BE HEARD OUT OF SHOT.

DANIEL AND BARRY ARE NOW SITTING AT A TABLE IN A HALL. DANIEL IS IN A WHEELCHAIR AND BARRY IS DRESSED ALL IN BLUE WITH A BLUE MASK. DANIEL IS ADDRESSING AN AUDIENCE.

DANIEL:
Thank you very much for coming to the superhero auditions today. As you know I am Dr. X and I need no introduction but my partner needs one. He is an escape artist and is simply known as 'The Blue Barrel'. Called thusly as he was trapped in a barrel of blue when he was seven but managed to mount an escape. These days not a barrel can be made that will hold him; especially if it's blue.
We now need to assemble a highly skilled team that will fight crime and protect the innocent. MAY THE AUDITIONS BEGIN!!!
Okay sir who are you and what do you do?

MAN:
My name is Souperman. As in S-O-U-P erman. I carry the spoon of justice. They call me 'The Man of Stainless Steel'. I am half man, half starter.

DANIEL:
I've seen worse. Stand over there to the side.

SOUPERMAN MOVES TO THE RIGHT.

DANIEL: (TO BLUE BARREL)
The best so far. NEXT!

A MAN DRESSED AS A MONK STEPS UP.

DANIEL:
Who are you?

MONK:
I go by the name 'Brother Opposite' as I have many traits that differ from conventional monks. Such as my hair; Instead of having a ring of hair around my head and nothing on top I have a tuft of hair on top and nothing around the sides. I have vowed the live a life of luxury and I-

DANIEL:
So what's your superpower?

MONK:
I was getting around to that in my own pious way. It's the rope that holds my cassock together, it contains many powers.

HE BEGINS TO REMOVE THE ROPE FROM AROUND HIS WAIST.

VARIOUS:
Wow, hey, keep it on, No!

HE REMOVES THE ROPE BUT HIS CASSOCK REMAINS INTACT AND DOES NOT OPEN.

MONK: (HEROICALLY)
Safety pin! Now watch this... I can make a lasso out of the rope and catch things with it; I can also swing it while making a lasso and finally I can grip things with a lasso that I make.

DANIEL:
Nice, if slightly strange. NEXT!

MAN DRESSED IN WHAT LOOKS LIKE A MIXTURE OF NORMAL CLOTHING WITH A HINT OF A SUPERHERO COSTUME ABOUT IT. HALF A MASK, A BIT OF A CAPE, ONE SUPERHERO BOOT ETC.

HALF MAN:
I'm Mediocre Man, the slightly superhero. I am quite strong and I can run fairly fast. I came third in the 200 metre county final last year. If someone is say, robbing a bank I'll do my best to get there on time and try my hardest to overpower them. I have a very strong will and there is no greater power than that.

DANIEL:
Well there is but thank you anyway. NEXT!

AN ATTRACTIVE WOMAN STANDS IN FRONT OF HIM IN SKIMPY SUPERHERO OUTFIT.

DANIEL:
Ah a girl, about time too. What's your name?

GIRL:
The name's 'She-Girl'. I am a girl but also a she depending how you structure the sentence. I also know over five martial arts....moves.

DANIEL:
You're in! You had me at hel-, you had me at your skimpy outfit-, and you-, you're definitely in. Next!

WEASELY LOOKING MAN.

DANIEL:
Who are you?

WEASEL:
I'm known as 'The Peppermint Eel'. I blow mint into the eyes of the enemy making their vision quite impaired. It can sometimes go down to below 20%.

DANIEL:
How do you do this?

THE PEPPERMINT EEL REVEALS A UTILITY BELT OF EXTRA CHEWING-GUM AROUND HIS WAIST.
THE INTERVIEW IS DISRUPTED BY A VOICE COMING FROM THE ROOF. A MAN IN A RED SUPERHERO OUTFIT CAN BE SEEN CROUCHED DOWN IN THE RAFTERS.

RED-SUITED MAN:
Not so fast!

DANIEL:
Not so fast with what?

RED-SUITED MAN:
With the interviews, I hate them.

DANIEL:
Who are you that would despise our endeavour so greatly?

RED-SUITED MAN:
They call me 'The Red-F**k'. Not only do I hate interviews, I really hate them. Almost as much as I hate superheroes so now this is going to happen.

THE RED-FUCK SETS FIRE TO THE BUILDING, LAUGHS HYSTERICALLY AND SCAMPERS OFF THROUGH THE RAFTERS.
THE WHOLE BUILDING IS ABLAZE AND ALL THE HEROES RUN OFF. IN THE FURORE DANIEL LOSES HIS WHEELCHAIR AND IS LEFT HELPLESS ON THE FLOOR.
DANIELS MOTHER ABEILS IN WEARING A SUPERHERO OUTFIT, GRABS DANIEL AND SWINGS OUT THE WINDOW TO SAFETY.

MOTHER:
They call me 'The Idiots Mother'. I pester my son about studying for his exams and have to save him from burning buildings after he purposefully breaks his own legs...

END.

Otterfox.

I liked Otterfox's too, but, man, there was a lot of it! I also liked Craig's dialogue, but was hoping for a more striking ending. So, this week my award goes to Michael: I admit the bits poking fun at Hargreaves' plots were a bit silly - they're written for 5 year olds, after all - but the idea of questions like "which Mr Man was uppity?" on Mastermind really tickled me.

My vote this week goes to Craig.

I liked almost all of this weeks entries but Jackfromthebush pips it. Loved the last line.

My vote goes to Otterfox. Hugely entertaining. I want to read more!

Some really good ones this week too.

Otterfox

Thanks otterfox.

I vote for Craig. Just ahead of funny johnny for me.

Any chance I could ask you gents to take a look at my comedy short?

Thread entitled: "comedy short: need feedback"

Not to worry if you can't, though I'd be enormously grateful, if you could spare the time.

Cheers guys, I look forward to the next one.

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