Not props as in that annoying word, but as in a theatrical item.

Last night lasted a little longer than the 3 planned pints. Weird that. A few near work, then up to LKF with the lads. Mainly English, but the odd Aussie and Swiss bloke.

We bought our prop for the evening from one of those women who wander around trying to sell you flashing knob or boob badges. A comedy microphone type thing. Battery powered - it flashed. Brilliant.

After a few Hey Ya Sambucas™ I was pretending to be an interviewer from MTV Borneo.

“Hi, having a good night? Got a moment to speak to MTV Borneo?”
“Er, OK. Is that real?”
“Yeah, it records. It’s a new style mic. So are you a lesbian?”
“No!”
“So is it fair to say you love The Cock?”
“What?!”
“The Cock. Do you love it?”

Usually, well every time, that was the end of the interview.

Met a top local Doris who could do a great scouse accent!