Tuesday, 29 May 2018

MasterGrime is back

Let's Play MasterGrime




Humpy Friss:Welcome viewers to MasterGrime 2018

The show where we try to find the most grubby MP at Westminster

You all know the rules – quite simple - the contestant, who manages to avoid giving a straight or correct answer to the most questions wins .

Let's meet the our new contestant, who is looking to join BoJJer in the final. Your name please.

Foxy Fox: The On-the-Right Honourable Liam Fox

Humpy: And your specialist subject?

F.F,: The hundred best fox-ups I have made

Humpy: So Mr. Fokker you have 60 seconds to avoid or give incorrect answers to questions on yourself starting now...

You are widely known as 'Foxy Foxy' Fox. How did this sobriquet come about?

F.F: Because of my support for fox hunting? (chortles merrily)

Humpy: No it was a play on 'Foxy Knoxy'. Sharing, as you do, a talent for eliding Fact and Fiction with Amanda Knox.

Humpy: On at least 2 occasions you made an expenses claim of 3p for walking a hundred yards to work. What explanation did you give for making such a needless claim?

F.F.: Now look here Friss, I came up through the school of hard Glaswegian knocks; I don't mind telling you I will take any freebies going.

Humpy: Interesting but incorrect. You blamed your staff, who you said had completed your expenses claims.

Humpy: Can you complete the following rhyme

Adam Adam Werrity Werrity, erstwhile my internee looked after my flat...

F.F: “ But never paid rent to me!”

Humpy: A good try but No. The right answer is:

And the Taxpayer picked up the fee!”


Humpy: Who is often described as 'The Disgraced Former Defence Secretary' ?i

F.F: Well that must be Michael Fall-on (chortles again) or 'Fall-on-ye-sword-Mikey' as we jokingly called him

Humpy: Incorrect . It is the title bestowed upon  'Fantasizing Mr. Fox' byThe Newstatesman , which , like us all, has been struggling down the years to understand how you failed to be prosecuted for Illegally fiddling your expenses.

Humpy: To the nearest £10,000 how much did you spend on 'official' foreign travel in the first 6 months after Brexit?

F.F: Pass

Humpy: How did your swashbuckling friend BoJo describe you? Was it

a) Nutty and Obsessive
b) There's something strange about him
c) He's Donald Rumsfeld on speed

F.F: It has to be b) 'There's something strange about him'

Humpy: Wrong again, I'm afraid. BoJo has deployed all 3 put-downs against you.

Humpy: Which Brutal Dictator who, inter alia, said ' I am happy to slaughter drug addicts in their millions' did you declare the UK shared values with?

F.F: That must be Salman of Saudi Arabia

Humpy: Nice try but incorrect. It was Rodrigo 'The Punisher' Duerte of the Philippines

Humpy: The Suddeutsche Zeitung descibed the Brexit Leadership as ' A Quartet of the Clueless' and went on to say 'X' is the least serious figure in this Wondrous Squad'. Who is 'X'?

F.F: The Leaderene, Theresa May?

Humpy: No . It was None other than ' The Very Right Honourable Foxy Fox.

Humpy: Who referred to your good self as ' The Go-to-Man for Hedonistic Inertia'

F.F.: Mmm...Too witty for Corbyn; disloyal enough for BoJo but I must go for Govey, Govey, Govey!

Humpy: Incorrect. It was John Crace of the Guardian

Humpy: How many countries have you visited since becoming Secretary of State for International Trade (peep-peep-peep). I've started so I'll finish, - for what are described as 'Sun Holidays and Photo Opportunities'?

F.F: A few,...er..20?

Humpy:You have, in fact, racked up 35 countries and a total of 40,000 completely unecessary miles. So Mr. Foxy Foxy Fox at the end of that round you have visited 35 countries and secured an impressive zero trade deals.
Humpy:You passed on only one question 'How much have you wasted jollying around the globe' and the answer, which was on the tip of your tongue, is £639,000.

Thank you Mr. Foxy Fox for your resolute obfuscation, and your unremitting dishonesty. You will be joining the BoJJer in the final of Mastergrime and in the meantime could we have our money back?

Stay tuned for the next contestant on MASTERGRIME (lowering of lights,dramatic music and fade)




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Monday, 14 May 2018

Desert Island Dicks

Welcome to Desert Island Dicks

  • the show where we find the most stupid and contemptible male politicians and cast them away on a desert island -

Krusty (No longer) Young:

My Castoff today is the 'Moggwitch Cuckoo' the Honourable Member for Mendip-in-the-Timewarp, Jacob Grease-Toff; Minister for Top Hats and Powdered Wigs.

(Krusty turns to Wiggy Grease Toff)

Mr Toff, Your Factotum is reported as saying that you entered this world with an erstwhile unseen sense of superiority and entitlement. Take us back to your illustrious beginning, if you will.

Moggwich: (removing his horn-rimmed spectacles and polishing them owlishly)

I owe it all to the Pater, William Grease-Toff, without his support and example I would have been just another Grease-Sprogg (Chortles at own joke). It was never going to be enough for me to be a spoilt brat with a plummy voice and a silver spoon in my mouth. The Pater wanted more. My earliest memory is of him reading the financial times to me in my high-chair while Nanny fed me kedgeree followed by Kumquats.

Krusty: Nanny had a special place in your life at that time, and still does?

Moggwich: Oh rather! You may remember me saying to the Telegraph “Nannies, I'm all in favour of Nannies. Nannies are wonderful.” My Nanny, Veronica (we call her Nanny Mc V)

(chortles to self at reference to his favourite film)

was divine. The Mater was always busy with other things; it was 'The Nanny' who taught me all I needed to know.

Krusty: I'm intrigued. What exactly did she teach you?

Moggwich: Well – How to Beware Naughty Girls and how to be a Good Catholic. You see Nanny showed me how Coves like me could be taken in by unscrupulous Proly Girlies, (Roly Prolies as we called them at Eton) who wanted nothing more than to have my babies in order to get a council house. She told me that the only way to stop this happening to me was to keep a crucifix over my bed; to sleep in white pyjamas and keep both hands above the coverlet. ' Advice to which, I solemnly kept until the day I married 'The Chair'. (Grins waggishly at Krusty)

Krusty: (Krusty ignoring Moggwitch's reference to his wife) You were being tested as Mary Moggdalene tested Jesus?

Moggwich: Indeedy-doodey!

Krusty: Your first record?

Moggwich: Oh! It has to be The Perfect Nanny from Mary Poppins (Grease-Toff enthusiastically bursts into song)

Never be cross or cruel
Never give us castor oil or gruel
Love us as a son and daughter
And never smell of barley water

Krusty: So it must have been with a huge sense of loss that you said goodbye to Nanny McVee and went off first to the Dragon School and then on to Eton College.

Moggwich: In Fatale Die! I missed her dreadfully but I had the bible for guidance and comfort. When I think about it, the only text I have ever needed in life is the bible...

Krusty: So that accounts for your absurd views on abortion along with your denial of women's right to bodily autonomy,

Moggwich: Rather. The bible is replete with stories of women's wickedness – Delilah, Salome, Jezebel, and the greatest baddie of them all Eve. I suppose when it comes to Gays and Women I'm a bit of a fundamentalist.

Krusty: Your second record.

Moggwich:Generally I find the Rolling Stones music rather pedestrian and plebeian but I think that their album 'Some Girls' captures what I am all about. (as the music plays JG-T sings along)

Some girls they're so pure
Some girls so corrupt
Some girls give me children...

I never asked them for

Krusty: Were you a popular boy at Eton ?

Moggwich: Oh heavens no! Most boys called me 'Squit' (a small or insignificant person.) ; the rest preferred 'Walter-the-Softee'..although I've never fully understood that literary reference.

Krusty: (finding it difficult to conceal her mirth) so if you were Walter-the-Softee then presumably Bumbling Bojo was Dennis-the-Menace.

Moggwich: But there, Krusty, you are mistaken. I much admire BoJo's grasp of Latin and, of course, he taught me the arts of obfuscation and filibuster. The Bojjer was older than me but he was kindness itself when I was fagging for him. I remember one night in the dorm, we had both had a little too much Pimms when Bojo, with a wink and a lewd gesture, of which Nanny McVee would definitely not have approved, whispered conspiritorially 

I think Moggster, it is time to introduce you to the “Filly-Buster.”

I took to Filibuster like a duck to water, involving, as it does being obstructive, whilst showing off and talking hi falutin' nonsense.. Shall I demonstrate?

Crusty: Please do .

Moggwich: Floccinaucinihilipilification is a very long word, perhaps the longest word ever used in a filibuster... (JG-T drones on for 20 minutes or so. Krusty falls asleep)

Krusty: (waking up with a snort) Well Mr. Moggoff you have successfully talked our programme out of time... but we just have just a few moments for your third record.

Moggwich: Oh good. There's rather a spiffing story attached to this one. BoJo's bro, Jo, and I were contemporary 'Squits' at Eton. To be honest neither of us liked the sobriquet 'Squit' so we decided that we should re-brand ourselves. Jo thought of naming us 'The Inconsequentials' but I thought that was too ironic and anyway sounded like a girl band, So I came up with 'The Trifles' – still ironic but also delicious! So the Eton Trifles were born! So my third record, Crusty, has to be Eton Trifles by the Jam.

Krusty: But isn't Paul Weller's song 'Eton Rifles'?

Moggwich: No, I think you will find it was 'Trifles', Krusty.

Krusty: I don't think so (insistently). Eton Rifles - it's a song about class warfare.

"Sup up your beer and collect your fags, there's a row going on down near Slough" ... "What chance do you have against a tie and a crest."

It's Working Class Weller's demolition job on privilege.

Moggwich: Oh how unfortunate. Is there a class war going on even though 'Homo Vulgus' has the vote?

Krusty: I think Mr. Cuckoo you are safe in North East Somerset. I'm afraid Mr. Greased-Toff, you have managed to talk us out of time.

Moggwich: Another triumphant filibuster, if I might say so!

Krusty: Er...yes...so will you come back next week, Mr Moggwich, as our first returning Castoff?

Moggwich: Well, Krusty, that would be marvellous...

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