British Comedy Guide

Auntie's Sorry

AUNTIE’S SORRY

BBC ANNOUNCER

Good evening, I am here tonight, on behalf of your auntie Beeb, and I’m

here to say one thing on your auntie’s behalf; sorry. We at the BBC have let you

down, making the queen walk backwards, running horribly expensive phone in

quizzes, faking the results for those quizzes,

We at the BBC have let you down,

I mean isn’t an absolute tragedy, when some sub moronic chav sitting at home,

with her school twagging progeny, wastes all their child benefit on a phone in

quiz, because she thinks the only person who knows the answer to the odd one

out, between Nigella Lawson, Jamie Oliver and a hippopotamus. .

Oh boo hoo, we insulted the queen, well your majesty, the Christmas speech, your

coronation, the weddings, the funerals, we made you what you are today. Marm you

work for us. Don’t think so, with out us you and your idle, inbred progeny would

just be a bunch of jobless, German, asylum seekers. Don’t like it sod off to

ITV, or channel 4, they’ll have Gillian MacKeith go through your number twos,

before sticking you in celebrity big brother. If we want you walking forwards;

backwards, widdling in a bucket whilst singing the national anthem, you’ll do

what we tell you. Oh and by the way what have you done for us recently, we need

a wedding, divorce, or royal birth by the end of the year, we’ll settle for a

nice funeral, these things can be arranged. I’d hate for us to go Diana on your

wrinkly bottom. Oh and all you little people, don’t like it, don’t watch us, we

don’t care. Two little words,

License……fee, stop watching us, couldn’t give a monkeys, we don’t care we get

paid anyway. Doesn’t that sting all the money we took off you in our phone in

quizzes, and over priced phone ins, it’s nothing to the billions we take off you

anyway, it’s like getting mugged twice….by the police. So auntie Beeb is

dreadfully sorry, sorry there’s not a damn thing you can do about us. Right I’m

off to spend millions of your license fee money, on buying rights to the next

Eurovision song contest, ta taa.

A humongous monologue I had produced some where, am looking to get feedback on old succesful skits to see if I can relearn the lessons.

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