so was the smiling and laughing fake, or the serious kipper? mibbe both? mibbe that was a fake t-shirt yer wearing? mibbe it’s no’ you and just a lookalike? mibbe this isnae really me?
I’ve got an exam tomorrow. I might try that and see how long it takes for them to ask me to leave and/or give me a complimentary A-grade cause they think I’ve gone bonkers.
hahaha it’s like that horrible bbc website game where you have to guess what smiles are fake and which are real.
And then you get it all wrong and realise that no one thinks you’re funny and people have been lying through smiles.
I hope you don’t do that to Lynn. I bet she could tell the difference anyway (although I’ve been married for 20 years and still get accused of fake laughing – even when I’m being genuine).
Thats exactly the laugh you pulled as you scurried past me on Sauchiehall Street on Tuesday night with a lady friend..looked round to make sure it was you and you had scurried right down to the bottom..What was all the scurrying about?
Gonna get back to doing some genuinely funny videos?
The folk on this thread that say it was “awesome” and “I laughed for 5 minutes” canny know fuck all about humour as it was more of an observation on insincere fucks I reckon than meant to be funny.
Take that high def camera and get back to doing some of your vintage stuff man! You’ve got a huge audience on here so deliver!
It’s like watching Tiger Woods playing shite. We know he’s capable of brilliance but just now we are having to settle for par after par after par…
PureGallus
“Fake was your laugh on Saturday when I knocked a chair off ye in Oran Mor.”
Aye, it was a bit, but only cos I was trying to buy enough time to think of something funny to say in reply to “I better not end up on your blog”.
Possible shite options:
- “You won’t”
- “You will”
- “Who are you on my blog?”
That last one’s the worst, cos once you get into a conversation with someone sitting at your table, there comes a point when the conversation must end, and that can be excruciating.
I didne want to start up any chat really. You’re out trying to enjoy yourself, last thing you need is some random dressed like a trussed up turkey (girls champagne afternoon).
I did want to pass on my appreciation fur yer blog and vids, but then it leads to the same situation as option 3. Best thing would have been for me to keep my mouth shut and say nothing. But I’ve never been any good at that.
You’re a lot shorter than I though you’d be tho. The original pocket rocket
Aye, were yous dressed as something? I saw you out the corner of my eye at the bar and I wondered if yous were acting downstairs, cos you looked a bit 1940s or something.
We had our girls annual Xmas day out thingy and we all got dressed up for it. Although I usually dress with a nod to the 40s/50s.
Was there a play on downstairs? Is that what the Chimney Sweep convention were in for? We wondered about the tweed and flatcap mob at the tables before us. We thougth it was that or auditions for Oliver Twist.
Naw, drank champagne and ate crustless sandwiches.
Ended oot til 5am in Maggie Mays with a ‘friend’ the same night. I blame the dress I got handmade from a woman who specilises in pure Dita Von Teese outfits. That and mans weakness for cuban heeled seamed stockings.
You’d get a first class honours degree at the Art School with that kind of thing. People have for less!
Now I know if I ever meet you, not to believe a thing you do or say.
What a laugh!
That was shite.
Ha ha!!!
Pish!
Ah wis guttin’ masel…
Whit a downer.
Everyone needs a good fake laugh.
jees – you must be more bored than i am the day
it puts me in mind of a friend of mine. i fuckin’ hate him now, cheers
coincidentally, nathan fake is playin the abc the nite.
good/bad enough to win the turner prize.
so was the smiling and laughing fake, or the serious kipper? mibbe both? mibbe that was a fake t-shirt yer wearing? mibbe it’s no’ you and just a lookalike? mibbe this isnae really me?
You can tell it’s not a real laugh by your eyes – apparently. Still…. funny….
Imagine getting on a bus, sitting next to somebody and doing that. I wonder how long it would take them to move.
Some of yer videoes are gettin shiter, and shiter (dont even know if its an actual word?)
I’ve got an exam tomorrow. I might try that and see how long it takes for them to ask me to leave and/or give me a complimentary A-grade cause they think I’ve gone bonkers.
Not just a comedian but an actor.
youll be on river city next week.
oh aye limmy.com is site of the week on frankie boyle’s minted new site.
That’s what I was like at your show you unfunny hilarious cunt
hahahah awesome!
weep-normal straight face-weep. This is probably harder
hahaha it’s like that horrible bbc website game where you have to guess what smiles are fake and which are real.
And then you get it all wrong and realise that no one thinks you’re funny and people have been lying through smiles.
http://www.liveleak.com/view?i=e99_1229060847
couldnae tell the difference
Awesome my arse.
dead prez, spot on.
A reflection on the illusory nature of reality: nothing has inherent existence.
Philartedy (philosophy, art and comedy).
My mate’s wee brother was born deaf. Doesn’t know how to do a fake laugh.
If he doesn’t think you’re being funny…. woooofffttt… silence. No ego saving half-chuckle.
Sounds brilliant when he’s enjoying his food though.
Craig – that video was good, I was laughing for ages afterwards.
You on new meds?
Crazy times for you last night making that.
I laughed though, because it’s friday, and everything makes me happy on a friday.
Was the 4th/last one a wee bit real? Towards the very end you had that ‘trying not to laugh’ look about your face.
I hope you don’t do that to Lynn. I bet she could tell the difference anyway (although I’ve been married for 20 years and still get accused of fake laughing – even when I’m being genuine).
Hold the front page! Limmy.com is Frankie Boyle’s ‘site of the millennium’.
Were you doing an interview with Graham Norton?
Tiffany
“Was the 4th/last one a wee bit real?”
Naw, it’s all fake.
I’m a wee bit worried about you Brian. Just a wee bit.
Limmy..
Is there somebody down on their hunkers, ticklin yir auld dennis law’s..?
RE: Trying it in the exam
I was too feart.
class man…
thinkin ye were very nearly sincere at the end tho…
Wit a load ae shite.
My girlfriend properly faked laughed me like 5 mins after I watched that when I made a cheeky comment on her walking in the room……gutted!!
A bit pish to be honest.
:l LOL!!!!
Yo limmy, talking of fake…..
I was wondering. Is requiem fake?
And if not, whats the story with it? revenge/grudge?
For £600 odd the quality on that camera is sweet.
That’s better than the incredibly shit, embarrassing, awkward, bewildering, confusing distressing, disturbing, equivocal, incommodious, inconvenient, inopportune, mortifying, perplexing, puzzling, rattling, sensitive, shameful, sticky, ticklish, touchy, tricky, troublesome, troubling, uncomfortable, uneasy, unpropitious, unseemly, upsetting, worrisome acting available in river city – the biggest load of bollocks ever.
http://thesaurus.reference.com/
I found myself laughing a wee bit…not sure if my laugh was fake tho which is a bit weird considering i was by myself.
Thats exactly the laugh you pulled as you scurried past me on Sauchiehall Street on Tuesday night with a lady friend..looked round to make sure it was you and you had scurried right down to the bottom..What was all the scurrying about?
Scandal!
Limmy is a scurryer.
I watched it again there and a had a chuckle but a wee bit of pee came out. Fuckin’ 35 and needing tena pants
high def is beautiful (key behind right ear, that’s camera right)
funny
Gonna get back to doing some genuinely funny videos?
The folk on this thread that say it was “awesome” and “I laughed for 5 minutes” canny know fuck all about humour as it was more of an observation on insincere fucks I reckon than meant to be funny.
Take that high def camera and get back to doing some of your vintage stuff man! You’ve got a huge audience on here so deliver!
It’s like watching Tiger Woods playing shite. We know he’s capable of brilliance but just now we are having to settle for par after par after par…
Fake was your laugh on Saturday when I knocked a chair off ye in Oran Mor.
And aye, it’s bloody annoying that they won’t let you pay by card for less than £10.
And Lynn: I thought you were bonny from your wee pic on here, but in real life – wow, Brian is one lucky chap!
PureGallus
“Fake was your laugh on Saturday when I knocked a chair off ye in Oran Mor.”
Aye, it was a bit, but only cos I was trying to buy enough time to think of something funny to say in reply to “I better not end up on your blog”.
Possible shite options:
- “You won’t”
- “You will”
- “Who are you on my blog?”
That last one’s the worst, cos once you get into a conversation with someone sitting at your table, there comes a point when the conversation must end, and that can be excruciating.
Aye.
I didne want to start up any chat really. You’re out trying to enjoy yourself, last thing you need is some random dressed like a trussed up turkey (girls champagne afternoon).
I did want to pass on my appreciation fur yer blog and vids, but then it leads to the same situation as option 3. Best thing would have been for me to keep my mouth shut and say nothing. But I’ve never been any good at that.
You’re a lot shorter than I though you’d be tho. The original pocket rocket
Aye, were yous dressed as something? I saw you out the corner of my eye at the bar and I wondered if yous were acting downstairs, cos you looked a bit 1940s or something.
What’s the story?
We had our girls annual Xmas day out thingy and we all got dressed up for it. Although I usually dress with a nod to the 40s/50s.
Was there a play on downstairs? Is that what the Chimney Sweep convention were in for? We wondered about the tweed and flatcap mob at the tables before us. We thougth it was that or auditions for Oliver Twist.
Aye, I think there was a play on, or maybe I just thought there was cos of all the thesps.
I like the sound of your annual Christmas day oot, any gossip?
Naw, drank champagne and ate crustless sandwiches.
Ended oot til 5am in Maggie Mays with a ‘friend’ the same night. I blame the dress I got handmade from a woman who specilises in pure Dita Von Teese outfits. That and mans weakness for cuban heeled seamed stockings.
That’s about as far as the gossip goes.
You go to yer blog-meet??