Had our office Christmas party last night – black tie bash in a London hotel. Frankie Boyle was supposed to be the compere/comic turn, but what a train wreck. He came on, moaned a bit about people blowing kazoos and then when someone let off one of those balloon things that whizz around the room, he stormed off the stage not having even completed one joke. Last year we had Cheggers and he could cope with people waving iPhones with pictures of his todger at him. Frankie couldn’t even cope with a room of 400 slightly drunk people having a good time. It turns out that Orbis is harder than Frankie Boyle.
Cheggers for next year…