Are you ready to hear who’s the winner of AMT295‘s beauty pageant in which the only entrants are the knee-to-ankle portions of Olly and Martin? You ARE? Then waste no time – listen to Answer Me This! Episode 296 (which some would argue IS wasting time. Those people can shut their damn cake-holes):
Today we discuss:
having a kip
Kendal Mint Cake
The Great British Bake Off leftovers
Louis XIV
ballet vs gymnastics
Bill Callahan vs Barry Manilow
Catherine de Medici
Matthew Bourne
Barnoon Cemetery
Prague’s Old Jewish Cemetery
A Chorus Line‘s sweaty gussets
Mary Berry’s Lemon Curd Surge
extra nipples
and
Gromit.
Plus: Olly’s not taking trip advice from Tripadvisor; Helen admits to being a philistine about ballet; and Martin the Sound Man recommends a lovely holiday touring London’s most beautiful burial grounds.
In today’s Bit of Crap on the App (available for iDevices, Android or Windows gadgetry), we continue workshopping our Cynical Statistician Catches The Bride’s Bouquet film, with a little stop to revist Britney and Kevin: Chaotic. (Fun fact: they got married on the very same day as Helen’s brother Andy. Sadly, there’s no shitty reality show about Andy’s nuptuals.)
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We will return with AMT297 on 4th September, and we hope you do too.
Helen & Olly
••• AMT296 Child-Friendly Rating: 42%. Several swears. Intermission concerns waxen genitalia, but at least we use some long words in it. Saucy remarks about Mary Berry. •••
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September 4, 2014 at 10:53 am |
Bit late to this, but I agree with you about ballet….and I have tried. My bored-in-the-theatre story involves my husband. We were watching Richard III with SIR IAN MCKELLAN !!! (RSC production). We were at the end of the front row (plenty of room for leg movement and lying back, in a relaxed state). My husband was tired and a bit bored and fell asleep, legs stretched out, head back. Sir Ian noticed – at least he seemed to – and came to the edge of stage, right in front of husband, and when it came to the next long speech, kept looking down at him, booming the boomable words loudly enough to wake the dead…and did indeed wake him. At this point, Sir Ian walked to the other end of the stage, job done 🙂
Heather in Newcastle
August 24, 2014 at 2:19 am |
When you google image search “mammary ridge” Martin and Olly’s legs are in the entries now. Fantastic.