So. I was contacted yesterday, by the notorious underworld figure known only as “JLS“, with nothing less than a poem about Toby Carvery. The offending article goes thusly:
I once went for a tobarius cavarius
the company was quite scarius
15 potatoes in one sitting
all night I was a shitting
Lashings of turkey and beef,
boy did my belly have some grief
Imodium took the pain away
but i’m still going back again today!
Well, I took this as a direct challenge to a hip-hop style “rhyme-battle”, and being the warrior I am, I accept the gauntlet being thrust to forcibly in my face. Here is my response:
Potatoes, Meat, Gravy
I want them on my plate
Roasted, steamed, boiled
This is what I ate
Piling on the food
The mound is getting high
Just one more roastie
They’re going to touch the sky
The plate is nearly empty
Something I have to prove
I’ve scoffed the last potato
I’m just too stuffed to move
Well, it’ not really for me to say, but I think the good has triumphed over evil yet again. If you want more information on Toby Carvery please click here.
Due to legal proceeding, our coverage of this year’s Sherbys has been delayed for a week. We apologise for any inconvenience to our many fans. But we still maintain that ***** ****** did meet ******* **** and thoroughly ****** his ***** out.
Anyway, on with the show:
The Date: 27th December 2008
The Place: The Royal Albert Hall
The Occasion: The 73rd Annual Sherby57 Awards 2007 aka The Sherbys
A glittering array of stars were present at the Royal Albert Hall, as this year’s hosts, husband and wife team, Clive and Pamela Anderson, hosted the prestigious award ceremony. Clive managed to wow the audience with his wits, while Pamela wowed them with her natural charm(s). Let’s take a look at some of the winners and losers.
Artwork of the Year
Another busy year for Art, saw Art jump up and bite itself firmly on the butt cheeks (buttocks). The once humdrum mundanery of modern existence, could now be seen purely for its own aesthetic worth, whilst true skill and talent were taken out back and pummeled with a snooker ball in a sock. Which was regarded as something of an artistic triumph. Quelle surprise!
This sumptuous drawing, making the most of biro and marker pen on printer paper, really sums up the modern workplace. From the vampire, which symbolises frustration, to the key, which shows us inner turmoil, the whole piece comes together as a whole and congeals in your mind. A worthy winner in this and every year.
TV Show of the Year
The big TV story of the year was Brand/Ross-gate (Bwossandgate?). Which was weird cos it happened on the radio. We’ll forget the scandal and just look at some of the quality programming that 2008 had to offer.
Runners-Up:
Celeb Kebab House – In a year when even the whiff of another lame celebrity reality show made the population vomit so hard that it went back in time, and was hence responsible for the rise of life on the planet, Celeb Kebab House bucked the trend. It’s sole virtue is that it didn’t make my eyes bleed.
Inside The Institute – Blending heartwarming human interest stories with the hard-nosed bastard that is science is never easy. Well it wasn’t until Inside The Institute hit our screens. Based in Warrington’s Torben Piechnik Institute, we learned to love arrogant, yet caring, Dr. Glen Medeiros. It was very close to winning this years award.
And the Winner is:
Fear My Clit – Programme makers should be rewarded for genuinely innovative and ground-breaking television, and boy are the makers of Fear My Clit being rewarded. With its extreme subject matter and the traumatic levels of humiliation heaped on all participants, it really went to show what could be achieved with a limited budget. Let’s hope that series 2 isn’t delayed too much by all the court cases. That would be the real tragedy.
Comment of the Year
Sherby57 is a democratic organisation and is open to comments by any of its fans. In recognition of this we present a special award for the best fan comment of the year.
surely your german is better than my english, therfore I’ll change now:
Leider kann ich kein “Lonely Heart” bieten, da ich “Happy married” bin.
Da Du mich aber vor ca. 1000 gefühlten Jahren in München einmal ausgeführt hast und dies für mich ein sehr aufregender Super-Abend war (für Dich evtl. etwas öde) sende ich Dir auf diesem Wege liebe Wintergrüße aus Bayern.
Ich hoffe Dir geht’s gut, Anne”
“I live ten minutes away from Burscough and can confirm the following:
1. Burscough has a ‘yoof’ problem and has at least 600 youth clubs despite only having a population of 200 people.
2. They train pole dancers in Burscough. The pole dancers are then recruited to Stefan Dennis’ chain of erotic boutiques ‘Slutz Emporia’.
3. Mysterious wagons are seen driving from Burscough to Skelmersdale’s industrial village ‘Pimbo’. Is this where the potato is manufactured?The only way to find out is to join a staffing agency and try and infiltrate the very bowels of Pimbo itself.”
“Speculation is rife that the WBC toasters were removed in order to prevent potentially earth destroying crumb collision experiments by maverick scientists attempting to create the conditions that existed a billionth of a second after the first bread was toasted. Government scientists fear such experiments could result in the creation of black holes, a condition that occurs when the bread becomes superheated and turns black before igniting, sometimes resulting in a hole in the bread.
It was initially believed that effects of these “black holes“ could be negated by an over-application of butter and jam, but further scientific speculation has suggested that they could result in the END OF THE WORLD !!!
News channels have reported that a group involved in a failed attempt at using crumb collision technology in a café on Fleetwood pier yesterday have fled to Europe and gone underground. Intelligence reports expect them to be making further attempts today.”
It was an extremely competitive field this year for comments, with a special mention going to Dr. Angel for her tireless work and yet cruelly pipped at the post when it came to winning the award. Dr. Angel’s nemesis, Stefan Dennis, has also been a regular contributor, which is welcome despite his despotic tendencies.
In the end, the award had to go to Russell Hobbs for his devastating analysis of the whole Warrington-based scandal Toastergate.
Poem of the Year
As Boyzone so eloquently sang, “It’s only words, and words nurr nurr nurr, will take your breath away”. It was definitely something along those lines anyway. So without further flurry in to the fully-formed festivities and fling furtively with final fretful fears, here is some poems.
Runners-Up:
Toast Me – A poem about toast. Did you like this one the most?
Bit of a Dark Rug – This one makes me shrug. Why write a poem about a rug?
Due to contractual obligations there were no original Sherby57 created videos on the site this year. Instead we present a round up of our youtube favourites.
Runners-Up:
The Bushwhackers
The key is not to watch Cousin Butch (the one speaking), but to watch Cousin Luke’s dedication to wobbling his head. It’s truly a joy to behold.
Release The Kraken
I could listen to it all day and still not understand why he says ‘Release the Kraken’. And I have actually done that. And I didn’t.
And the Winner is:
Steve McLaren Goesh Dutch
I don’t know why it’s so funny but it makes me laugh every time.
Photo of the Year
Pick up a camera and take a snap. What have you got? It’s a photograph!
If there is a sadder sight than a load of toasers in a shopping trolley then I’d like to know what it was. Breathtaking.
News Story of the Year
If you look at old news stories, should you call them olds?
Runners-Up:
Blind-Duh-Date Syndrome – Another dazzling medical expose, this story highlighted those poor unfortunates who suffer from this terrible affliction. We learn of the work of Dr. Pepsi Shirley at the unparalleled Torben Piechnik Institute, and what she is doing to help people with such a bizarre vocal condition.
Hot Shower – There had been no new information on the upcoming Fireheart! The Movie in months when this story appeared. Although trivial in nature, on publication it gave the millions of Fireheart! fans around the world something to hang on to. And boy, Hot Shower is such a good song!
And the Winner is:
Toaster Amnesty Hits Warrington – This was the story that started the whole Toastergate scandal. Who could have predicted what an uproar it would cause to the people of Warrington? Not I. We are still feeling the repercussions now, with conspiracy theories popping up left, right and centre. It’s unlikely we’ll ever learn the truth about this, but it won’t stop us from trying.
Villain of the Year
Booooooooooo. Hisss.
Runners-Up:
The Hacker Formerly Known as ‘JLS’ – This ‘man’ had the audacity to try and fiddle a sanctioned Sherby57 poll on the hilarious A-Team joke. It can only be pure evil that would drive a man to do this, to such a well loved and respected jokesmith as myself. It’s rumoured he is an associate of the following runner-up.
Goot “Goot The Crow” The Crow – He’s still the most evil man in the world, and on merit should have won. But he’d probably just show off to all his supervillain buddies that he’d won this award two years in a row; and I won’t give him that satisfactions. The are rumours that the Masked Avenger is turning his sights to the evil empire. There will be blood spilled this year.
And the Winner is:
Me – For coming up with the idea for the hideous ‘Post From the Past‘ and then insisting on persisting with it. It’s really annoying and unsatisying to do, but there is the miniscule chance that someone will click on one of the links and get me an extra hit, and so I will keep doing it till the end of time. Awful.
Hero of the Year
Well, it’s getting to the end of the ceremony now, and there’s only one more statuette to present. But, we’ve saved the best to last. Last year’s winner, Dave Burley, was there in person to present the award. It was an emotional moment for us all.
Runners-Up:
Clarence Crapper – The hero of the excellent novel, A Hazard Of Parsnips. Although fictional, he is such a powerful and erotic prescence that many readers believe him to be real. We all look forward to more of his adventures in 2009.
Chester Spangleton – He’s had a rough year and only been able to post on FAB twice, but we still love old Cheshy and hope that this mention gives him a boost with his medical problems. Get well soon Chester!
And the Winner is:
Hans Klaussner – He’s not only our favourite German, he’s our favourite person full stop. Hans has been away in America for much of the year and returned especially for The Sherbys. The audience gasped as they realised he was there in person to accept the award and not a dry eye in the house when he and Dave Burley embraced on the podium. It was the only fitting way to end such a magical evening.
And that’s it, all done and dusted for another year. Let’s hope 2009 brings us as many tales of daring, emotion and conflict.
You may recall that I have recently published two fact files filled in by Mr D Burley. The first was completed in 2000 (Classic Bob – Fact File) and the second only a few weeks ago (Mr Burley in the Year 2007). What follows is an analysis of the answers and how he has changed over the last seven years. I should note that Dave did not consult his original answers to give us a fair reflection on how (and if) he has changed.
The first few questions are relatively straightforward, thankfully his name has remained Dave Burley (no early indication of gender reassignment) and he lives and is from Warrington (a fine old town). He does seem to have acquired some new nicknames over the years going simply from “Bob” to “Deadly, Bobby, Burlox, DaveDaveDave (or 3D)”. I believe the nicknames reflect Daves Madonna-esqe talent for reinvention and his various nom de plumes relate to which of his many hats (metaphorical) he may be wearing.
He has maintained his preference for bacon bits over croutons (I don’t know what circumstances this dilemma would arise though). The point becoming more emphatic over the intervening years as he stresses “..cause when you strip it down, croutons are really just stale bread no?”. It’s an interesting point since stale bread is such a delicacy.
In the age old debate between shampoo and conditioner, Dave has remarkably chosen Shower Gel each time. Although back in 2000 he did specify Co-Op own brand which suggests his fortunes have increased since then. It’s also intriguing how since he doesn’t use a dedicated hair product, how he maintains such a fine head of hair. Sometimes it’s just down to your genes.
The answer to his choice of salad dressing has changed dramatically. Originally it was “cabbage in a basque” (a hauntingly erotic image), and now it is “You don’t make friends with salad”. Both answers demonstrate an admirable disdain for salad.
On the question on whether or not he drinks (with a presumable bias towards alcoholic beverages as opposed to something to prevent dehydration) the answers are unequivocal, “Do Fat Dogs Fart?” and “Are you taking the piss?”. And I can confirm he does like to get shit-faced.
The next question was “Have you ever gone skinny dipping?”. The answers were “Loads of times! In the bath.” and “Nah man, don’t want salt down there. How funny would it be if I said yes last time?”. I don’t think that being naked in the bath technically counts, so blushes are spared there. It’s interesting that he equates skinny dipping with genital salt erosion. Rest assured that fresh water skinny dipping is both healthy and a lot of fun.
Dave does make fun of people. Which just confirms that he is normal. Anyone who replies no to that question is either a liar or REALLY boring. He has mellowed with age since he originally replied “Only if it’s cruel to do so” but this has evolved in to “As much as they make fun of me. If you can’t take the piss out of your mates, where’s the fun?”.
As a Manchester United fan then the original answer of red as a favourite colour made sense. The later answer of “Blue (I bet I said Neon Green last time)” proves one thing to me. That is just how stupid it is to have a favourite colour. It’s not like Orange can come and wash your dishes but Purple lies around all day listening to music on its headphones.
On his criminal past, Dave answered originally “Yes, I was convicted of three driving offences in the year 1999, oh, yes and there was that charge of buggery, but my father has always had it in for me” but seven years later it was “Hey, look up there, a bus!”. Now either Dave has become ashamed of the driving\buggery offences or he has just committed some kind of bus theft which involves floating it skyward using an elaborate system of pulleys and balloons. You decide which is more likely.
The burning issue of the day is “One pillow or two?”. Originally Dave gives the rather mental reply of “Listen pal, If I go to an Indian restaurant, I want a whole fuckin bowl!” but having seven years to think about it made him say “It’s a special pillow and it cost £35. Can’t you tell I live with me bird?”. It makes you proud to say you know someone with a special pillow. And yes ladies, it’s true, Dave is taken. It’s not really publicised as the record company likes to make him look available. And his bird is a lady by the way, not a budgie.
Sadly these days Dave can only dream of having a pet. In 2000 he had not only two fish but also his imaginary friend Spunky. Now I’m sure you can all appreciate that the fish will have died, but Spunkys tale is much more complicated. Spunky was a lovely chap, although you couldn’t get much of a conversation out of him, he was always there for you. Sadly he started to resent being thought of as a pet, since even imaginary humans have feelings. Spunky started a downwards spiral of imaginary drink or drugs and became a burden to Dave. Eventually after a heated argument, Spunky stormed out and was never imagined again.
Daves dream car was the DeLorean from Back to the Future but now its a more sensible Aston Martin DB9. In 2000 Dave drove the “HA HA HA HA HA” car and claimed his first car was the A-Team van. These days Dave says that he drive a Mondeo and that his first car was “Red Astra?”. The question mark is interesting. Can you consider something your first car when you were never actually able to drive it? It’s good at least that he is able to talk about it. Dave hasn’t had the best luck with cars to be fair, as well as the Astra there was the Golf C and Orion disasters. I’d tell you about them but I’m saving it for a book.
From what I can make out Daves favourite kind of music involve the Beatles and rock and roll. I assume he means rock and roll as a general term for guitar based bands rather than Bill Haley and his Comets. It’s worth mentioning that in his youth Daves bedroom walls were completely covered in photos cut out of Kerrang magazine. It was truly a sight to behold.
Dave used to like Crest toothpaste. Unfortunately we don’t know what kind he likes now as he got confused and thought he was playing a word association game where you mustn’t pause and you mustn’t hesitate or you’ll get a bash on the head like this.. or like this.
As for his favourite food, his tastes have gone from Pot Noodle (flavour not specified) to Chicken Curry (flavour not specified). I’m a little surprised that cornflakes with 10 spoonfuls of sugar doesn’t at least get a mention.
On the potentially touchy subject of parents Dave claims to have had a great childhood bar from having anal sex with his father. I think he is joking (although it wasn’t the first time it was mentioned!). In 2007 he says that he has a good relationship with his parents but couldn’t live there again as it would “wipe me out”. Is being ‘wiped out’ a euphemism for incestuous buggery?
His original favourite town to ‘chill’ in was Leeds but over the years Dave has introduced the pragmatic approach of chilling “anywhere with a freezer”. Essentially if his beer is cold then he’s happy.
Both answers for favourite soft drink are somewhat obscure. “ARO Cola” and “Club Orange”. After a google search ARO Cola appears to be Romanian and Club Orange is Irelands number one fruit based squash. Very cosmopolitan. I am somewhat horrified though that neither answer was Tea! If you’ve never had Burley Brew then you haven’t lived. It will blow your mind.
The Burley family have gone from playing “Pass The Turd” to having “fun” arguments. Surely one leads to the other?
Daves bad time of day in both questionnaires was getting up, in the original fact file he went as far as saying “The morning, dumb fuck!”. Now this may sound harsh but if you don’t know that getting up isn’t one of Daves strong points then you genuinely are a dumb fuck. Its interesting that Dave mentions that things only get messy if he doesn’t get four hours sleep. Is he Mrs Thatch in disguise? It just goes to show that he has superhuman endurance levels and that it takes at least twenty hours a day to fit in his wonderful work.
The best time of year for Dave is Christmas.. with a bit of Summer thrown in. He’s just covering his bases really. It suggests to me that he should perhaps emigrate to Australia where he can enjoy his favourite times of year simultaneously. Of course we’d all miss him but I imagine we’d get some interesting home-made Christmas cards showing Dave and co on the beach having a ‘barby’ whilst Santa comes surfing in to shore. Or maybe that’s just my little fantasy.
In a straight choice between Adidas, Nike and Reebok Dave originally chose…..Nicks! He was quick to praise them saying that they were “very impressive as of late”. Unfortunately for Nicks, seven years later his answer had changed to Adidas. You can’t beat the three stripe.
His favourite aftershave has gone from “Catalytic Converters” (is that a macho aftershave or did he actually mean that eggy smell you get from your exhaust pipe?) to not actually knowing what he uses… occasionally.
Daves favourite web-site now is www.youtube.com, which is nice and sensible. He has clearly grown out of his fisting phase which inspired his original choice of www.shitbox.com (do I need to point out that it isn’t safe to look at in work?).
At school Dave now claims his favourite subjects were English and PE whereas seven years ago it was “Fuck The Teacher”. Technically that isn’t a lesson, just something that happens.
Has Dave become more mature and sophisticated? Well his most recent film is Touching The Void, a touching documentary about two blokes stuck up a mountain. Seven years ago his choice was “Lesbo Girls Fuckfest!”. Although his tastes may have become more high-brow, I challenge any heterosexual male to turn off “Lesbo Girls Fuckfest!” in order to watch a mountaineering film. Daves favourite film of all time was Star Wars. His current list includes The Empire Strikes Back. If we do this exercise in another seven years, will Return of The Jedi make an appearance?
Daves favourite booze includes Tequila and posh cider. I don’t think he’s that fussy if anyone is offering.
On to the final question. Daves favourite sport to watch was Olympic Buggery (again with the buggery!) and now has a comprehensive list of “Football, Gaelic Football, Fighting and Rugby Union. Rugby League isn’t a sport; rather more a collection of big lads, hitting each other. That’s not sport, that”. I do have one or two points to make on this. Firstly, when has “fighting” been declared a sport? Secondly, I am somewhat hurt by his traitorous dismissing of Rugby League. Especially when he says he likes Union. Is League less of a sport than a load of Toffs in a field, all playing ‘pile-on’ on a ball for around five minutes (in which time you can’t see anything happening) before it eventually pops free. At this point it is lumped up field and caught by someone at the other end of the pitch, who immediately drops on the ball and invites his chums to start another pile-on. The process continues until eventually someone gets a penalty and the game is essentially won or lost by the kickers. They might as well start with a penalty shoot out and save everyone having to have a bath (it’s very muddy). Did I mention that homo-eroticism is a key component? Anyway, at least in Rugby League they score the occasional Try.
In Conclusion
So, what have we learned over all about Dave? I’ll be honest, I’m not too sure. The questions are pretty random and I’m not actually trained as a psychologist (If there are any psychologists reading, I’d be grateful if you gave it a bash). Over the last seven years Dave seems to have become a more mature and well-rounded human being. Either that or he didn’t give as many joke answers the second time around. All we can say for certain is: Once a legend, always a legend.
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