Prescott.

JOHN PRESCOTT WALKS INTO A CHIP SHOP.

ASSISTANT.
Morning Mr Prescott. The usual is it?

PRESCOTT.
Aye, lad. Two lots of chips, 4 meat pies, 2 scallops and 4 buttered barmcakes. That ought to keep me going till lunchtime.

ASSISTANT.
And would you like a pickled onion with that?

PRESCOTT.
Better not, i dont want to make myself sick. Well not until the press arrive anyway.

ASSISTANT.
There you go Mr Prescott, see you in an hour.

PRESCOTT LEAVES.

Lacks any real thought IMO. While there is fun to be had from a fat old MP with a condition more suited to a 19 year old supermodel.....having him eat lots of chips is not it.

Yes it is.

It's alright. I'd finish at '... sick' to keep it punchier. Don't think you need the rest.

Dan