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COMEDY NIGHT

The comedian starts off with "Ladies and gentlemen, It's wonderful to be here in downtown Telford..." Enid in the audience says, " Ew, I don't like his shirt. What colour would you call that...puce?" Edna says, " Looks more like puke to me." Giggle giggle giggle The comedian carries on unaware "Yes, downtown Telford. The Hollywood stars all holiday here y'know. Oh yes, the place is awash with champagne and cocaine." He smiles ruefully. "Asif. I'm lucky to get brown ale... and all that gets up my nose is the wife!" Enid says, "I don't get that." The comic continues, "My wife is very demanding y'know.... She says to me recently that she wants more sex! The bloody woman's never satisfied....." Edna says, "That reminds me.... how did you go on with him from packing?" "Well...." says Enid......... And the comic continues "More sex at her age.......! So, I thinks to meself, I'll play along, so I says....What's the matter with you! Ain't once a year enough for you? Quick as a flash she says, "No it ain't. I'm sick of waiting for Santa!" Enid says ".....I just saw this purple thing. I had no idea what it was 'till I touched it!" Much laughter ensues And comedy continues. By Phil Roberts
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