Well I'm back again, hat tidied, smell of monkey shit out of my lovely lapels, to delight, entertain, and possibly arouse, Yes I see you sat there tugging at your crotch and drooling down your ball gag sir, I'll see you in my personal trailer later. Well now that I've pulled I can get back to keeping you lot fixated on these three northern calamities.

 

 This week one of our resident Freaks has a severely throaty voice it might sound like hes been sucking a dogs cock but we assure you he's just been partying. The boys bring you a cat shit so evil Lovecraft himself couldn't have conjured it. One man's oily journey to Mr Universe, The retraction of a sentence that one of them never thought they'd hear. A woman becoming the hali-but of someones prank, a man who just can't control himself, or his bowels, and why you should always be mindful of your surroundings, and never give up sure footing for a killing blow.



Please note tonight’s show could be considered highly offensive so if

you can’t handle your sick funnies then please return your free

admission ticket to the box office where you will receive a pinch of the

cheek, a ruffle of the hair and a warm bottle for your travels home. I

mean lets be honest, you would have to be a Daily Mail reader to think

the s**t we say is actually our opinions. Just jokes, folks!"