I don't know how long "Weekend Wogan" can rely on the good nature of our musical maestro, Elio Pace. The poor soul is coming in for the kind of abuse the listeners usually reserve for me.
Here's all posts for the category 'Funnies':
12 March 2010
Welcome
I don't know how long "Weekend Wogan" can rely on the good nature of our musical maestro, Elio Pace. The poor soul is coming in for the kind of abuse the listeners usually reserve for me.
5 March 2010
Something for the Weekend
Willie says: "I walked into a hardware store and some old guy in a black shirt and an orange apron asked me if I wanted decking. Luckily, I got the first punch in and sorted him out. We must all be on our guard..."
24 February 2010
Boom tish!
A German doctor says: "Medicine in my country is so far advanced, we can take a kidney out of one patient, put in another, and have them looking for work in six weeks."
16 February 2010
Rising from the Ashes… and my bed of pain
I hope that those of you listening at home to "Weekend Wogan" on Radio 2 had as much fun as we did in the BBC Radio Theatre last Sunday, Valentines Day.
Thanks to an assembled multitude of Togs, Tygs and refugees from the Home for the Bewildered, the atmosphere was electric with excitement and anticipation, which was remarkable since most of the gang had been queueing in the bitter wind that blows around Broadcasting House since about 7.30 in the morning.
Thanks to an assembled multitude of Togs, Tygs and refugees from the Home for the Bewildered, the atmosphere was electric with excitement and anticipation, which was remarkable since most of the gang had been queueing in the bitter wind that blows around Broadcasting House since about 7.30 in the morning.
8 February 2010
A warning from the Elliot Lake Bear Advisory Council:
Just in case any TOGS, TYGS or other escapees from the Home For The Bewildered are thinking of leaving home and Mother and going hunter-gathering...
A warning from the Elliot Lake Bear Advisory Council:
A warning from the Elliot Lake Bear Advisory Council:
5 February 2010
One day all over the telly, next day, gone, gone.
Do you remember when you couldn't throw a stone in a country road,without hitting Carol Smyllie? Where'd she go? One day all over the telly,next day,gone,gone and never called me Mother.
