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There was a Mock-The-Week-athon (my name, not theirs) on Dave the other day.
I saved them all, and have watched them while ironing for Grandad.
I've ironed creases in all the wrong places on his boxer shorts & pyjamas while laughing immoderately.
Given Frankie Boyle's filthy tongue I figure Grandad should be grateful I didn't just put the iron down to burn while I cried with laughter.
My bro came round and completely agreed with me. Didn't help with the bloody ironing though!
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