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Cinderella is running back to the house, her ball gown returning to a tatty old frock.
The pristine thoroughbreds shrinking like violets into weak, scrawny mice.
The magic has gone, and so has the fairy Godmother.
The replacement prince better have a shit load magic in his own back pocket, cos he'll need it to get Cinderella to anything like her best again.
At least the ugly sisters are in a worse state.
 



Do you ever get that feeling that you really want to start a new thread but you can't think of anything to write so you just put any old shit down and think fuck it, I'm just gonna post it, see what happens?
Yeah. Often.
I've about a 12% success rate.
I do like the scattergun approach though.
Worked for McCabe eventually.
 
Cinderella is running back to the house, her ball gown returning to a tatty old frock.
The pristine thoroughbreds shrinking like violets into weak, scrawny mice.
The magic has gone, and so has the fairy Godmother.
The replacement prince better have a shit load magic in his own back pocket, cos he'll need it to get Cinderella to anything like her best again.
At least the ugly sisters are in a worse state.
Will this be on at the Lyceum in time for Christmas?
 
Cinderella is running back to the house, her ball gown returning to a tatty old frock.
The pristine thoroughbreds shrinking like violets into weak, scrawny mice.
The magic has gone, and so has the fairy Godmother.
The replacement prince better have a shit load magic in his own back pocket, cos he'll need it to get Cinderella to anything like her best again.
At least the ugly sisters are in a worse state.
Yeah, your chuffing grandfather clock woke me up, ****
 
Will this be on at the Lyceum in time for Christmas?
Just got hold of the script. Guess who is playing Fairy Godmother....

" I've always felt I'd end up with this job me, and I think, if you asked Cinders, she'd probably say I am the best FG she's ever worked with"
 
Cinderella is running back to the house, her ball gown returning to a tatty old frock.
The pristine thoroughbreds shrinking like violets into weak, scrawny mice.
The magic has gone, and so has the fairy Godmother.
The replacement prince better have a shit load magic in his own back pocket, cos he'll need it to get Cinderella to anything like her best again.
At least the ugly sisters are in a worse state.
At least there’s still a Prince but whether or not he’s Charming is debatable.
All the ugly sisters have got is sore feet and Baron Hardup who’s had to mortgage Ferroxide Castle.
 
Just got hold of the script. Guess who is playing Fairy Godmother....

" I've always felt I'd end up with this job me, and I think, if you asked Cinders, she'd probably say I am the best FG she's ever worked with"
I see an Olivier award on the horizon.
 



Just got hold of the script. Guess who is playing Fairy Godmother....

" I've always felt I'd end up with this job me, and I think, if you asked Cinders, she'd probably say I am the best FG she's ever worked with"

Best bunch of Dwarves I've ever worked with
 
But a couple were saved for the following year and grew into the biggest, strongest beans in the village.
But they were still beans then? Just bigger? No shoots, stalk, stem or greenery, just beans???
 
It'll be slim pickings at The Bessemer that night then

Dame Bettis : Right then boys and girls.....

Audience : He’s behind you

Robboblade : On no he isnt

Audience ; Oh yes he is

Robboblade : Oh no he isn’t, the roof still leaks at Shirecliffe and the new fifty thousand stadium hasn’t been built.

Ali Baba : Let’s get something straight, the 40 Wage Thieves are nothing to do with me. Aladdin signed them

Wishee Washed up : Told you how this would turn out. No bigger Blade than me Seth ( audience hisses)

Dick Wit ington : Onwards to the Glasgow where the streets are paved with Peroni. Catch me on Twitter

Jimphippy Cricket :
What is a conscience! I'll tell ya! A conscience is that still small voice people won't listen to. That's just the trouble with the world today. Vote Trump!

Audience : No forrins !

On come Neil and Blackie

Audience boos : get off you ugly bastards.

Neil : They mean you Kev, off you go.


Aladdin : Players shit, board shit, do gooders and lefties shit.

Sings “it wasn’t me”

Wishee Washed up : Shall we get the old gang back together!

Aladdin : Dont you thinks things are bad enough?

sings “A whole new United world” dons kilt and balaclava follows a sign that says “North”

Ali Baba : you might be going south Aladdin.......

Aladdin : l’ll be back.

Audience cheers :: good luck Aladdin, we really did love you!


Aladdin : and I’ll be back for Lunny!

Audience cheer more loudly, start to conga.

Closing refrain : “Someday my Prince will come”.
 
‘Turn again Chris Wilder, Lord of Bramall Lane’

’Now if we all close our eyes and wish very hard’
 
Dame Bettis : Right then boys and girls.....

Audience : He’s behind you

Robboblade : On no he isnt

Audience ; Oh yes he is

Robboblade : Oh no he isn’t, the roof still leaks at Shirecliffe and the new fifty thousand stadium hasn’t been built.

Ali Baba : Let’s get something straight, the 40 Wage Thieves are nothing to do with me. Aladdin signed them

Wishee Washed up : Told you how this would turn out. No bigger Blade than me Seth ( audience hisses)

Dick Wit ington : Onwards to the Glasgow where the streets are paved with Peroni. Catch me on Twitter

Jimphippy Cricket :
What is a conscience! I'll tell ya! A conscience is that still small voice people won't listen to. That's just the trouble with the world today. Vote Trump!

Audience : No forrins !

On come Neil and Blackie

Audience boos : get off you ugly bastards.

Neil : They mean you Kev, off you go.


Aladdin : Players shit, board shit, do gooders and lefties shit.

Sings “it wasn’t me”

Wishee Washed up : Shall we get the old gang back together!

Aladdin : Dont you thinks things are bad enough?

sings “A whole new United world” dons kilt and balaclava follows a sign that says “North”

Ali Baba : you might be going south Aladdin.......

Aladdin : l’ll be back.

Audience cheers :: good luck Aladdin, we really did love you!


Aladdin : and I’ll be back for Lunny!

Audience cheer more loudly, start to conga.

Closing refrain : “Someday my Prince will come”.
Laughed till I cried even spilling my Fatty Foulkes limited edition size cola in my lap. Now it looks like I actually wet myself. I haven't though. The Star review claims the show would have been a great mother's day treat. Had they been allowed any proper treats of course.
 

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