While at the Lady Boys of Bangkok show in Brighton, I was insulted when someone came up and asked if I worked there.
But apparently now I do...
Hmmm...
I like tea and once drank so much I had to have a lie down.
I hate those living statues. I'll admit it must be pretty hard with all that silver face paint on, standing still for hours, but it's creepy. They all need to stop.
When in a state of panic I read numbers as roman numerals. I have no idea why this happens to me, but it's rather unhelpful.
Karl Pilkington for this reason..
"If moths had eyes would they be happier?
How do they know they're not dead?
Cavemen hunting for food,
But not before they style the hair on their head.
What would last longer in dinosaur times?
A blind man didn't stand a chance,
Not with all those rocks about.
I'd rather be a blind moth."
AND Richard Bacon for doing an outside broadcast on The Big Breakfast that was so funny I can still can't think about it without laughing. God bless old people and ornaments.
I enjoy a "good holiday movie", "just a bit of fun". It must have an evil angel in it though, otherwise it just isn't ok.
Spaced! Still brilliant.
The new Woolworths catalogue is quite a good read.
Heather for morphing herself into Deep Roy.
And the Greek God himself..