So there I am, at the Boxnation HQ. Franks face looks a colour of puce I have never seen. I wondered why, but i'll get on to that in a minute. So anyway, yeah, I am in the studio imploring you guys to see the light and sign up for boxnation whilst in discussing how great Errol Graham was from my day's as an amateur. All of a sudden I hear ''up you come big lad, off the sofa and move out the way'' it was from one of the two bruisers making their way towards me. I'm in disbelief. They proceeded to pick up the studio sofa's and load them into a van. I'm watching in disbelief. One of the guys even finishes my cup of tea before putting the cup on the floor and taking the table. I'm shocked and at a loss for words. Turns out Frank didn't pay the rent either. Adios.
Credit crunch, Sunday brunch, with frank- take it to the bank. Or don't - where's my ****ing wages frank? Adios
Coetzee wins the post. That was quality. Has twinkle toes Ena Barlow really gone? I hope SilkRoad beats Pascal...if he loses I will be collecting a lot of fat apologies. By the way, I'm not so sure any longer! Adios.
Good man. I agree the timing of coetzee's made it better too My gold medal coasters deserves credit though.. Give me that steve... Adios.
Repton, Repton, Repton, Johnny Eames, hey Ron Brodie good job we dont pay you, thousands of emails saying we should give you the full show. Adios.
Contenders...Mossley loses out for spelling Boddy Brodie, Brown and his gold medals work and others. Adios.
I didnt go to my caravan in Rhyl last week, so welcome to 832nd consectutive show.Have I told you that this podcast was the most downloaded podcast of any BBC show last week. Adios
Like the subtle shift to a question. Good work. .... This time of year it always snows. Why is x-factor losing its appeal? Chicken terriyaki. Adios.