28/08/2021
It was a lacklustre turnout at this years Beyond Compère Talent Awards, held in the plush offices of our parent company and legal representatives Cox & Moore, yesterday evening.
Saucy Giles was the first to appear, quickly alighting at the buffet where he pulled up a chair and began stuffing his pockets with hors d’oeuvres, before someone pointed out it was all free, at which point he relaxed and spent the rest of the night calmly pressing profiteroles into his cheeks, all the while leaking a small yet steady stream of frothy urine from his pants.
Gingerf**ks the Clown was expected to attend and accept the Most Untalented Talent award, hotly tipped to upset David Daniels’ three-year winning streak, but he was unfortunately refused entry because he arrived in what was described only as “a state of intoxication”, carrying several pounds of rope in his trousers.
“The smell was intolerable,” recounted head of security Mr. Black, “Even after we’d doused him in multiple gallons of rainwater from the gutter.” He spent the remainder of the evening recovering in some nearby bushes where he was dumped, wrapped in his clowns bicycle with a note tacked to his head, reading “Vote for Gingerf**ks”.
A live appearance from The Shipbuilders was cancelled at the last minute when, after a vicious battle, Daniel realised that he couldn’t fit inside his owl costume. The other Daniel spent the better part of the evening in the bathroom, hunched over the toilet dispelling an entire hull’s worth of seawater which he had accidentally ingested during their last voyage to Aldi.
In the end the only participant who appeared, via a live satellite link from Kabul, was DJ Kallel who was sadly informed his contract had been terminated due to the legal complications of him being not of an age to work in the UK.
“It was a regrettable case of bad timing,” lamented special guest host Gary Busey, who was later discovered passed out in the director’s office clutching a bottle of Krystal in one hand and his limp p***s in the other, with a quarter-ounce of co***ne spread around his lap.
Most conspicuous by her absence, despite being advertised right up until midway through the ceremony, was sexy current ‘pop band from the future’ lead vocalist Aya Huasca, disappointing many of the attendees who were eagerly awaiting a chance to meet and greet the elusive star.
“I camped outside the previous three nights so I could be first in line for an autograph,” revealed junior office junior Clint Flicker, who was twice robbed as he slept. “But all I ended up with was a piss-sodden sleeping bag, a black eye and a mild case of pneumonia. Minus three pounds sterling.”
No doubt we’ll be hearing more details and behind-the-scenes gossip from the staff of Cox & Moore variously in attendance, as their memories begin to return over the coming few days.
* Invitations, letterheads and corporate sponsorship courtesy of DogSh*t Designs & Creative Services (a subsidiary of Cox & Moore) *