ELEVEN

‘My wife bought me a cheese and I liked it so much that I bought a chimney,’ thought Victor Kiam as he slipped from this world on the 27th May, 2001. What he thought after that is unknown. Religious people believe that he thought about floating in heaven like a pube in the breeze. Whereas atheists believe that he simply blinked out of existence and didn’t think much of anything.

Either way, we believe that he would have enjoyed this month’s Brainjam podcast. He loved obscure references to long forgotten television and radio shows, that’s what he loved. He said so in a fictional letter I wrote from him to the Pope. He was very rude to the pope and told him in no uncertain terms that he hated him and would not be buying his priests holes. We hope that you enjoy this podcast and If you do, feel free to tell your friends or leave a nice comment on iTunes or Stitcher Radio. It all helps to make the many hours of writing, recording and editing worthwhile. Love you.

TEN

Welcome mortals to the April episode of Brainjam.

Gird your loins for the most arduous half hour of sketch comedy that you will have ever heard. Stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood. Disguise fair nature with hard favoured rage. Then lend the eye a terrible aspect; let it pry though the portages of the head like a brass canon; let the brow o’erwhelm it…sorry, Shakespeare’s ghost took control of my keyboard for a few second. Andy is putting him back in the spirit cupboard now, so we shouldn’t be hearing from him again. Though I’m impressed that he’s assimilated modern English so quickly. Still too many contractions for my liking, he is gay for the apostrophe. Oh this is going on too long. Enjoy the podcasts and tell your friend, about the podcast, that is. You can tell them about other things too, we don’t expect you to limit all future conversations with your friends to the Brainjam podcast, that would be crazy. Not that we are in any way mocking people with a mental illness. Some of my best friends…sorry I need to take this call.

NINE

We’re mad as March hares! That’s right, we are furiously humping anything that moves, in a hedge.

To celebrate the month that spring arrives and winter gets out of our cocking faces, we are having a clear-out of ‘GET OUT!’ sketches. All sketch writers know that ‘GET OUT!’ is an excellent substitute for a punchline as it is only 3 calories wide and keeps you aroused ’til lunch.

Endure!