It all got a bit much for Team Boris last night. Channelling all that potent Bozzer energy almost polished off the young pretender, David Burchhardt. But they were soon back on their feet, finding time to film a trailer, sing like coked-up choir boys, and rehearse a scene where I metamorhphose from Boris into Super Mayor! Kapow! Please, call me Captain Boris.
Yes, my friends, Team Bozzer know the great truths of our classical forebears. Did Themistocles quake at the overwhelming Persian force at Thermopylae? Did Churchill pack it all in during our darkest hour? Did I throw in the towel after my reckless referendum gamble horribly backfired? Yes. Yes, I did. But as soon as I got that call from Teresa making me Foreign Sec, I was back on my feet. Bozzer Bozzer Bozzer!
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