Joke ungot 10/3/2006
I’ve always thought I had a reasonable appreciation of humour, particularly that produced by British comics. The Goons, Steptoe and Son, Til Death Do Us Part, Monty Python, Black Adder, Benny Hill, The Two Ronnies, the Young Ones, French and Saunders have at times all got me guffawing like a stormwater trench.
Maybe it’s too deep for me, but I doubt it; I’m sorry, I find Little Britain about as funny as toothache. Sorry, but gags about vomiting, rude clerks and old ladies pissing themselves were passe in my neck of the woods around Grade 5.
The gits in it and their attempts at funniness remind me of another mirthless televisual experience — The Goodies.