I fricking love Karl but holy frick do I hate listening to that screechung c**t Ricky's pedantic pseudo intellectual bullshit and Steve's insecure whining all the time.
>Steve's insecure whining
Him seething about how much Tolkien is utter trite just because he's so desperate to distance himself from anything "nerdy" is the worst thing to ever be put on air.
I'm Ricky Gervais, with me here Stephen Merchant, and over there our producer--well, not really a producer is he? Just turns the knobs-- it's the bald twat Karl Pilkington
>Karl goes on an extended funny rant about the world or life in general >Ricky screams out HEAD LIKE A FRICKING ORANGE for the 10,000th time and cackles to himself uncontrollably
Take the quiche and put it on the baking tray. Cook for 30 minutes on a hundred and ninety. Take lettuce and put on plate. Take 3 tomatoes, wash, and chop into quarters. Place on lettuce. Take an avocado, chop in half, remove the stone.
Peel skin and slice. Place on salad. Put salt and pepper on and a dribble of olive and balsamic vinegar dressing (small bottle behind the cafetiere) then sprinkle a smidge of parmesan on top. Remove quiche from oven. Cut into quarters and put on plate. Eat.
Is there any lemonade?
I need some lemonade.
Drunk Ricky was a classic moment
the hands are up.. hands are up..
got a clip?
intro to this show
?feature=shared&t=490
lemonade segment.
>put that woman in the oven A.B.
>Anita Baker
bugs are itchy 'int they
Wet knee Houston
that should be interesting for meatballs
A Jamaican fella would've yelled this on the titanic
I fricking love Karl but holy frick do I hate listening to that screechung c**t Ricky's pedantic pseudo intellectual bullshit and Steve's insecure whining all the time.
>Steve's insecure whining
Him seething about how much Tolkien is utter trite just because he's so desperate to distance himself from anything "nerdy" is the worst thing to ever be put on air.
there's a shadow somewhere
it's already good
I'm Ricky Gervais, with me here Stephen Merchant, and over there our producer--well, not really a producer is he? Just turns the knobs-- it's the bald twat Karl Pilkington
how does ricky know so much about animals but nothing about philosophy despite it being his degree
FAT BABY
FAT BABY
FAT BABY
FAT BABY ON TELLY
FAT BABY ON TELLY
Only turns out that it was a PORK CHOP
>play a record.
>i couldn't believe it
>STOP THE RECORD, STOP THE RECORD
Probably the dumbest thing Karl has ever said
>Karl goes on an extended funny rant about the world or life in general
>Ricky screams out HEAD LIKE A FRICKING ORANGE for the 10,000th time and cackles to himself uncontrollably
Yet somehow, Ricky is the comedian?
he steals the show by being loud
both Ricky and Steve had plenty of zingers at least during the XFM era, and their reaction to Karl's moronation is the only reason the show works.
Don’t talk shit Karl
Take the quiche and put it on the baking tray. Cook for 30 minutes on a hundred and ninety. Take lettuce and put on plate. Take 3 tomatoes, wash, and chop into quarters. Place on lettuce. Take an avocado, chop in half, remove the stone.
Peel skin and slice. Place on salad. Put salt and pepper on and a dribble of olive and balsamic vinegar dressing (small bottle behind the cafetiere) then sprinkle a smidge of parmesan on top. Remove quiche from oven. Cut into quarters and put on plate. Eat.
Never saw the manhole cover again