If I hear this phrase one more time…

“Let me tell you where I am…”

Oh really? Please enlighten me? Are you currently hovering six foot off the floor? Currently having an out of body experience and examining your own arse?

YOU’RE SAT IN A BLOODY PONCY CHAIR IN A OLD WAREHOUSE YOU MUPPET!!!!!

…and breathe…

I thought the student party organisers were nuts to go with PJ. They looked at it from a financial point of view with a slightly better deal but I would have sacrificed more for DMs experience in the industry and in particular in that area of the country. Despite the fact that she looks like she eats lemons for breakfast, lunch and dinner…

The gold plate chap was a lucky b*****d to get away with that, I was half expecting DB to drop kick him out of a second floor window.

Beef Jerky? Regardless what they looked like, the stuff still tastes like old shoe leather so no shockers there…

And Theo, good old TP, back to his slimy, pandering, irritating best as the snail of the den. God I hate the man…

and God I love this show!!!!