Tuesday, July 29, 2008

CAPTION COMPETITION: SPOT THE BIGGEST CROOKS...


7 comments:

Anonymous said...

Capital of vultures was meant to bring jobs and prosperity to Merseyside. Look what has happened to some of its biggest sponsors. Cains looks like it may be joining Sayers and Ethel Austins in becoming a victim of the CofC curse.

Trinity Mirror group, owners of the craven Echo (another big CofC sponsor) must be shitting themselves.

Anonymous said...

Dusanji Bros to Inland Revenue:

If you hadnt wasted our money giving it to these two bozos then we would have been happy to give you some more

Anonymous said...

Henshaw: Me and Robbing were just thinking the same.

Pete said...

Fear not dear readers and listeners! Radio City/City Talk/Magic is not going anywhere. I don't think Hill Dickinson is either, they've got far too much money.

Anyway, I've made a few calls, and Herbert is having a whip round at the Bling Bling.

Sharon Osbourne doesn't drink beer, and neither does Ozzy otherwise she'd help.

Richard Maddock & Kev Seed informed me money doesn't grow on trees.

Dr John Pugh emailed in and said he's not interested unless it's a benefit to Southport. I lied to him and told him Southport will burn if Cain's isn't saved...

In addition to all this, Herbert reckons they should market some Pink Champaign with the Bling Bling logo on it. And also a Peroni style fake Italian lager.

Oh yeh, and Phoebe's sacked. Didn't this one coming did ya?

Anonymous said...

Why don't you ask Cilla for some dosh?

Anonymous said...

they could always invite Ringo back at the end of the year and execute him on the steps of St Georges Hall I am sure people would pay big money for that. In fact do Cilla Black too and that would be a true end of the year celebration.

Professor Y. Chucklebutty said...

Now,now boys and girls, what is this Phil Rednose column? A touch of the Bradlow and Clein sour grapes? I think you have doctored this to make it look like the marvellous aroma talent competition is an odious pathethic attempt to exploit those vulnerable souls who think they can be stars because they can hold a note for 6 seconds and have their own teeth. I don't like to see bitterness and mockery creep into your observations and you have to face the fact that you didn't make it to the final heats and move on. The Tony Parrish 47 Kazoo precision marching band is just too old fashioned and some of you chaps just haven't the legs for those short pleated skirts. Stick to Garden fetes and country shows. I am sure in Hughie Greens day you would have done well especially wth a little additional musical backing from Uncle Bob Sharples but times have changed. The best you can hope for is a 2 minute slot on Blue Peter or The Generation Game.

If it's any consolation Mrs Chucklebutty and I din't make the finals either with our Motor Cycle Display Team. They said really there should be more than two of us fo a display and a Tandem with a playing card in the spokes doesn't make up for the lack of an actual motorbike.

And another thing, what's wrong with making a living impersonating Frank Sidebottom? Wally Bradlow earns a few quid at the weekend doing that at the clubs or am I thinking of another little fellow with a big head?

How the council use Ripa to spy on you....


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