Showing posts with label Poles. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poles. Show all posts

Monday, July 27, 2009

Titty Show Puts Margate In Pole Position

Reader Angelo writes:

I recently read an article in the Telegraph about the saucy strip show that's being put on in Margate next month. I run a chain of gentlemen's clubs in London and am looking to expand my business. As your web site seems to be well informed about the area I was wondering if you could answer a few questions for me?

1. Are there currently any lap or pole dancing clubs in the area? I have not been able to find any reference on the internet to such establishments in East Kent.
2. Are there any suitable venues in Margate which might lend themselves to being converted into such a club?
3. What in your opinion would be the attitude of the local authority to licensing such an establishment?

I look forward to your response.

Kind regards
Angelo


Well Angelo, it's not my particular cup of Earl Grey. But no, I'm not aware of any such saucy establishments in this part of the world. However, Margate would be the ideal location for this kind of thing, given that it has a seedy reputation and there are more burnt out venues awaiting resuscitation than you could point a tastefully-positioned tassel at. Ramsgate would in all probability be a little too high class, given that we have a wonderful Waitrose here on the south side while Margate has only just managed to open a manky Morrisons.

As for the council's attitude, they have publicly stated that Dippers and Dunkers will be a nipple-less taxpayers' treat, although quite how that reconciles with their other statement that it will be 'no worse than page 3' I'm not sure. Still, beggars can't be choosers and if something, er, falls in their lap I'm certain they won't look it in the mouth!

Margate's titty show in Torygraph
Margate goes mad for Morrisons

Sunday, June 14, 2009

East Of The Wantsum

Yet again I'm late putting up this week's East of the Wantsum (click on the image to enlarge). But then I have an excuse. The promotional epic I'm currently working on - Smell the Profit for the Polish Cheese Board - is not going well. Despite pulling an all-nighter in the edit suite, it still sounds like their president is admonishing the viewers to treat their gussets by handing round the cheesy Polish nipples.

I have a horrible feeling that, no matter how much I polish this Polish turd, the stench is going to haunt me for the rest of my life.

Wednesday, January 23, 2008

Art Attack

Boiling the kettle in, um, quivering anticipation of a yummy lunch of Aldi Hot Noodles earlier, I was interrupted by the front door bell. Thinking it might be that Red Cross food parcel I ordered, or one of my old showbiz chums come to whisk me off to lunch at the Ivy, I dashed to the door, only to be greeted by the sight of a young gentleman holding up a card which said:

I AM DEAF

I AM AN ARTIST AND HAVE DRAWINGS FOR SALE

I AM FROM POLAND

Given the current state of my other investments, I'm afraid the poor chap's request fell on blind eyes.

Update: According to a story running on Meridian local news the rozzers say this is some kind of scam to palm off photocopies of drawings, rather than original artwork. Apparently there have been reports of these chaps in 'rural parts of East kent'. Like, er, Ramsgate.

Tuesday, November 20, 2007

Could Do With A Bit More Polish

Mr Ceaucescu (no relation) has been moonlighting. And I don't mean making money with the mastic.

Trawling through BoobTube earlier today, I came across a short commercial he's made for that new East European deli on the high street. It isn't one of his finest pieces of work, I'm afraid. Not so much an advert as a badvert. See what you think:

Wednesday, October 24, 2007

Separated At Birth?

Reader Samantha writes:

I wonder if anyone else has spotted a similarity between the outgoing Prime Minister of Poland, Mr Jaroslaw Kaczynski, and the President of Poland, Mr Lech Kaczynski? Are they by any chance related?
Prime Minister/President, President/Prime Minister