Living in a dystopian nightmare. Part 3....

                                                                                       

All this lockdown lark just drives one doo-lally! As from today, I've made the decision to quit being such a pessimistic individual. It would have never worked out anyway. I just think about all the comebacks I’ve made, without actually going anywhere and now I’m not going anywhere, I think I’ll make yet another comeback.

I received a weird phone call earlier from a shady character who demanded: "Ten grand in used notes, or you’ll never see your missus again!” Both of these options were quite tempting, but in the end, I decided to take the cash.

While sauntering up Scropton Street, I was waylaid by one of those pollster geezers. "Could you spare five minutes to do an opinion poll?" I replied, "I’m awfully sorry mate, my opinion isn't currently available, because she's at work."

                                             

After putting on so much weight during lockdown, I've just started the Adam and the Ants diet. Don't chew ever, don't chew ever! I promised myself that I’d lose 28lbs. Only three stone to go now!

                                                         

I had my leg X-Rayed at Tameside Hospital yesterday. The consultant informed me:- “Your patella measures 2.54cm”. I sez:- “Inch-high knees?” He replied:- “您的髌骨是2.54厘米高”.



Riddle me this: - Is it possible to surgically graft skin from a donkey and transplant it on to an evil spirit or demon? Just ass skin for a fiend.

                                           

Breaking News: Manchester United have allowed David de Gea to train without a mask, after the club doctor has confirmed that there’s no way in the world that he can catch anything...


                                           

I saw an advert on a lamp post that read thus:- LOST DOG. He has 3 legs, one eye, broken tail, left ear missing and recently neutered. He answers to the name of LUCKY.
                                                 

So at Westminster, all MP’s have gone on summer holiday last week, as there’s not much happening at the present time and nothing whatsoever going on! It must be Russian interference. I went to the Russian Embassy to complain about it. I knocked on the door and when a bloke answered, I sez; - “Is Len in?”

                                               

You must now wear a mask in all major supermarkets as from this week. It’s mandatory. You can still wear your pyjamas, no bra and no false teeth though. So don’t go doo-lally!

                                     

Isn’t it weird that for the last century, we’ve been searching for a cure for cancer; however, they’ve now found a cure for the most deadly virus ever known to man within the last 3 months! Who’d a thowt it!

                                             

Comedians Groucho, Chico, Harpo, Zeppo and Gummo are all the famous Marx Brothers. However, nobody ever mentions their sister Onya, who invented the starting pistol. Could it be because it was race related? I reckon we should be told!


                                                       

Finally, don’t use a big word, when a similarly unloquacious and diminutive linguistic expression will satisfactorily accomplish the contemporary necessity.


                                                         

Network. Dream big. Plan ahead. Get up early. Stay focused. Stay off your phone. Read more books. Avoid lollygaggers and knaves. Take risks. Write down your goals. Live on less than you earn. Make your health a top priority. Do deeds that matter to you. Learn from folk you admire. When you’ve done all that, then visit my website: www.ComedianUK.com Email me: comedianuk@sky.com. Now, get back to work!



                                         

Meanwhile, up Dogpoo Lane....

                                                             

This time last year, I flew from Tallinn to Helsinki, then onto Manchester (T1) and the luggage never arrived. Had to fill out a form, it took absolutely ages. Where it had 'comments' at the bottom, I wrote ' My suitcase just vanished into Finnair'.  I instigated legal proceedings against the airline, but unfortunately lost my case...



In order to prevent internet fraud, I’ve changed my PC password to ‘Strangeways'. Now when I press the Esc button, nothing happens. I feel as though I’m no longer in Ctrl. My mate Del is having the same trouble.



I bumped into an old school friend over the weekend. He started showing off, talking about being furloughed from his well paid job and expensive sports car. Then he pulled out a photo of his wife and said, "She's beautiful, isn't she?" I said, "If you think she's gorgeous, you should see my missus." He said, "Why? Is she a stunner?" I said, "No, she's an optician."
                                             

I had yet another telephone diagnosis with the doctor. When the conversation was complete, I sez, “Now, Doc, I can take it. Tell me in plain English exactly what's wrong with me.” “Well, in plain English,” he replied, “You're just a plain old lazy malingerer, wastrel and popinjay” 'Thank You.' I replied. “Now give me the medical term, so I can tell the wife.”



Quiz of the Week:- So how do I get into a shop to buy a facemask, if I'm not wearing a facemask?



I just love to pamper the missus. If she's had a stressful day, I get her to text me when she's on her way, so I can get the hot tap running, swirl around the foam & bubbles, timing everything perfectly, so the moment she walks through the door, all the dishes are piled up waiting for her.



One good thing about being wrong is the joy it brings to others...

                                                 

I caught a spider yesterday. The missus sez: "Don't kill it, take it out." So I did. We went to Wetherspoons. She was a nice spider. Her name was Simone and she's hoping to become a web designer...

                                                         

This Corona virus must have hit India really hard, as I’ve not had a single phone call for over four months about a car accident I haven’t been involved in!



Just popped over the road to see my elderly 86 year old neighbour to ask if she needed anything from Tesco. Luckily she did so I gave her my list. There’s no point in us both going really.

                                                   

Last week, vegans were protesting in Trafalgar Square, claiming that Covid-19 comes from meat eating. It’s a strange fact that Coronavirus is an anagram of Carnivorous? If they are right, then no vegans should have had the virus.
                                 

I’ve got a job making plastic Dracula’s. There’s only two of us on the production line so I have to make every second Count



Imagine going into a pub "You have to leave your details sir!" “OK.. but don't tell the wife I was here.”


                                                   

Are all the other folks in your dormitory just plain jealous because the mysterious voices only talk to you? Is the hamster dead, but the wheel is still going round? Well, now you can go see for yourself with my amazing new Jokey-Blog at www.ComedianUK.com. It’s comedianuk@sky.com if you fancy sending me an email. Now, get back to work!


                                           

P.S: If you're refusing to wear a mask because you're concerned that your brain will be deprived of oxygen, then I reckon that ship has already sailed.

Barmy Albert Strikes Again!

                                                                             

Barmy Albert catches a taxi home one evening, the cabbie charges him almost double the usual fare and when Albert complains he becomes abusive.
Albert resolves to get his revenge if he comes across this taxi driver again.
A week later Albert goes to get a cab home and notices the driver from the week before is third in the taxi rank.
He strolls up and gets in the first cab, once inside he tells the driver that he doesn’t have any cash but, if he takes him home he’ll give him a blow job.  The cab driver goes mad and kicks him out of his cab.
Albert now gets into the second cab and makes that driver the same proposition: a blow job for a lift home. The second driver also refuses and kicks him out.
So now Albert gets into the third taxi, the guy who ripped him off, and asks to be dropped a few blocks away.
As the cab drives off Barmy Albert smiles at the first two drivers and gives a big thumbs up…

                                                        

RIP Jack Charlton ~ A proper character!

                                           Jack Charlton ~ Austin Knight ~ Alison Lockwood.
                                                 Mid-Yorkshire Chamber of Commerce Dinner.

The pandemic conspiracy theoreticians prevail....

                                                 

Octogenarian Elsie Grabknuckle was struggling with her shopping bags on Tesco car park, when she inadvertently sneezed and her false teeth were catapulted down a grid. She was endeavouring to extricate them, when this bloke came up and sez “You’ll never lift that grid up. I don’t think you can retrieve them.” “Oh dear.” She opined, “What am I to do?” The bloke replied: “Hang on there a minute.” He went to his car and brought back three sets of false gnashers and sez to the old lady: “Here, try these.” The first set were too big, whereas the second set were far too small. However, the third set fitted a treat and she declared: “”Thank you so much! I’m very fortunate to have met a dentist here today.” The guy replied: “I’m not a dentist. I’m an undertaker...”

                                               

Just wait until the pandemic conspiracy theoreticians actually discover that they themselves are a part of a pandemic conspiracy theory, in order to recruit other pandemic conspiracy theoreticians to broadcast disinformation to the general public by employing disingenuous pandemic conspiracy theoreticians. Who’d a thowt it?

                                                     

This quarantine, lockdown, self-isolation gubbins has taught me that I have no real hobbies, apart from going out to restaurants and spending money on trash!



Lonely during the lockdown? I was, so I glued a Costa Coffee cup to the roof of my car and now everyone waves at me when I’m driving around town!



Have you ever thought of those horrible kids in the supermarket, throwing tantrums, sitting in the trolley screaming, kicking out, generally misbehaving and their parents just stood there and did nowt? Remember when you thought to yourself:- “God help us all, when that kid grows up!” Well, they’ve grown up now and walk amongst us!

                                                                         

Liverpool fans have been requested not to sing “You’ll Never Walk Alone” because it may offend folk who cannot walk, people who live alone, anyone who has a morbid fear of storms or is afraid of the dark. I recollect an occurence from many years ago, when the famous actor Yul Brynner refused to travel to Liverpool in order to advertise a well know brand of after-shave. This was primarily because Yul never wore cologne....



I purchased a packet of Crunchy Nut Cornflakes, or as Matt Hancock would call it, 8234 food items...


                                                             

You can’t go to the doctors with this pandemic lark, so one has to have a telephone consultation. I told him that the pile ointment that he prescribed was causing a very nasty reaction. He sez to me, “Whereabouts are you applying it?” I replied, “On the bus...”



The missus was whinging about putting on so much weight during the lockdown pandemic isolation quarantine gubbins, and I innocently sez, “Maybe you should eat a little less, darling." She took the huff and shouted, "What's THAT supposed to mean?" I looked at her and replied, "It's a pronoun used to indicate a thing, concept, person, condition, happening, chronology, or maybe a remark". That's when the fight started....

                                                 

Police to armed bank robber:- ‘Come out with your hands up and your mask on!’

                                                                              

Pissed up social distancing in pubs....

 My next door neighbour Barmy Albert has just told me that Non-Stick Nora reckons she is pregnant. He asked her who the father was and she replied: “I’ve no idea, because he had a mask on!”



When the pubs all reopened their portals on 4th July, Metropolitan Police were given strict orders from the Chief Constable to ensure that there was no ignoring of social distancing rules in the Soho area. That night, a paralytic bloke staggered towards a copper and said, "Excushe me offisher, what time is it?" The cop replied, "It's one o'clock," and bonked him on the head with his truncheon. "Jeepers," sez the drunk. "I'm glad I didn't ask you an hour ago."   If Cressida Dick carries on like this, she’ll get herself a bad name...



COVID 19 Latest! Liverpool have won the league and the government are actually paying folk not to work. Somewhere out there, is a Scouser with a magic lamp and a genie, wondering exactly what to do with his last wish!
                                                 

Shoppers are now being asked to put a dustbin lid on their heads and wear a mask. Just to see if they’ll do it. I wager they will!



Thought for Thursday: You have the power to change at least one thing every day, so make it your underwear...

                                                                     
Now that Ghislaine Maxwell has been arrested by the FBI last week, I wonder if Prince Andrew has now acquired the technique of sweating? Phew, what a scorcher!



I bet you would be really motivated if the weight you lost was passed onto someone you didn't like!

                                                                   

Last week, police have stopped over 100 Liverpool fans with flares at Piccadilly Station. They were the same flares they wore 30 years ago!


Fascinating Fact: Listen and silent are made up of the same letters

                                                           
When she was only five years old, I recollect playing tooth fairy when my daughter, Suzie, suddenly woke up. Seeing the money in my hand, she cried out, "I caught you!" I froze and tried to think of an explanation for why I, instead of the tooth fairy, was putting the money under her pillow but her next words let me off the hook. "You put that money back!" she said indignantly. "The tooth fairy left that!”

                                                                   

                                                 

Still on the subject of kids, a four year old son was eating an apple in the back seat of the car, when he asked, "Daddy, why is my apple turning brown?" "Because," his dad explained, "after you ate the skin off, the meat of the apple came into contact with the air, which caused it to oxidize, thus changing the molecular structure and turning it into a different colour." There was a long silence. Then the son asked softly, "Daddy, are you talking to me?


                                               

Don't let Corona virus kill you off! Why not let me help? By reading this column regularly you will exercise your guffaw glands and laugh at all the fine jokes, superb entertainment and gracious hostility. Why not visit my website: www.ComedianUK.com. Now, assume a comical position, wash your hands, keep your distance, don’t come out of your bubble and stay at home when you go down the pub! Oh, and stay alert!