Chris Brown
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Podcast Appearances
I started on the beer at 12 before getting the train from Wakefield to Manchester to meet some old schoolmates.
Drinking Theakston's Bitter.
All the way to Manchester.
I guess I was about eight pints in on arrival.
We got to Manchester and to the well-to-do suburb where my friend lives.
In my mighty way, a can of ale never left my hand.
Then we hit a few of his local boozers.
Full of folk that work in the city and posh students.
He just wants to get wanker, doesn't he?
He's probably angling for a scrap, isn't he?
Anyway, we arrived in probably the fourth pub, and as my friend went to the bar, I let off the longest fart in history.
It was like Roy Castle's finally toot on his trumpet.
It was like Roy Castle has finally toot on his trumpet.
Well, it went on forever this far.
Unfortunately, Roy didn't.
Then the shit cloud hit.