Hoorah. Last night / this morning, me and Susan's dulcet tones were heard cackling merrily on national radio. Yes, that's right, we managed to fool Jon Holmes into letting us on air, and we did a very good job. We assume. Obviously we've not heard it yet. But joining in the hilarity was a fantastic experience - revealing without a doubt that all the exciting things on radio shows happen while they're on the air.
Except, of course, for the nutters that ring in. I myself had the pleasure of talking to a bloke who called in to say that he had a dead body in his upstairs room. I asked him who the dead body was. He said his name was Jimmy, but it was alright, because I "didn't know him". How fantastic.
And now we're off to meet Ricky Gervais.
Have you seen us? We've very goooood.
Except, of course, for the nutters that ring in. I myself had the pleasure of talking to a bloke who called in to say that he had a dead body in his upstairs room. I asked him who the dead body was. He said his name was Jimmy, but it was alright, because I "didn't know him". How fantastic.
And now we're off to meet Ricky Gervais.
Have you seen us? We've very goooood.