Episode 108 – 2012 Christmas Special




The Gentleman's Review show

Summary: It's The Gentleman's Review's fifth Christmas and what have they learned. Well, not much really, although Andy did discover that the best way to break Martin's concentration during a song is to simply wave bits of paper at him. This may become useful in any future fights to the death. Besides that, it is a relatively sedate affair with coffee and pies being taken orally every ten minutes. Listen out for Martin's heart breaking, it sounds like a screaming jellyfish. Here are the words to the song, if you fancy singing along: On the first day of Christmas, My true love gave to me: A third class ticket to Barnsley.   On the second day of Christmas , My true love gave to me: Two midget poofs and a third class ticket to Barnsley.   On the third day of Christmas, My true love gave to me: Three laughing perverts, two midget poofs and a third class ticket to Barnsley.   On the fourth day of Christmas, My true love gave to me: Four bloated winkles, three laughing perverts , two midget poofs and a third class ticket to Barnsley.   On the fifth day of Christmas, My true love gave to me: Five burst swans, four bloated winkles, three laughing perverts , two midget poofs and a third class ticket to Barnsley.   On the sixth day of Christmas, My true love gave to me: Six whelks a-singing,  five burst swans,  four bloated winkles, three laughing perverts , two midget poofs and a third class ticket to Barnsley.   On the seventh day of Christmas, My true love gave to me: Seven bums a-poopin', six whelks a-singing,  five burst swans,  four bloated winkles, three laughing perverts , two midget poofs and a third class ticket to Barnsley. On the eighth day of Christmas, My true love gave to me: Eight melted children, seven bums a-poopin', six whelks a-singing,  five burst swans, four bloated winkles, three laughing perverts , two midget poofs and a third class ticket to Barnsley.   On the ninth day of Christmas, My true love gave to me: Nine noisy parsnips, eight melted children, seven bums a-poopin', six whelks a-singing,  five burst swans, four bloated winkles, three laughing perverts , two midget poofs and a third class ticket to Barnsley.   On the tenth day of Christmas, My true love gave to me: Ten tits a-bouncing,  nine noisy parsnips, eight melted children, seven bums a-poopin', six whelks a-singing,  five burst swans, four bloated winkles, three laughing perverts , two midget poofs and a third class ticket to Barnsley.   On the eleventh day of Christmas, My true love gave to me: Eleven racist penguins,  ten tits a-bouncing,  nine noisy parsnips, eight melted children, seven bums a-poopin', six whelks a-singing,  five burst swans, four bloated winkles, three laughing perverts , two midget poofs and a third class ticket to Barnsley.   On the Twelfth day of Christmas, My true love gave to me: Twelve Peter Sissons, eleven racist penguins,  ten tits a-bouncing,  nine noisy parsnips, eight melted children, seven bums a-poopin', six whelks a-singing,  five burst swans, four bloated winkles, three laughing perverts , two midget poofs and a third class ticket to Barnsley.