Sketch Diary: Thou shalt stop shaving, and be mad

Hello, like, freakazoid alert!
This man has been wandering up and down Hammersmith Road for a couple of days, solemnly displaying a peculiar spiritual message. I advised him that he really should rethink his communication strategy. His message could reach a far wider audience using social networking websites, such as Facebook, or Twitter, rather than scrawling on a cardboard tray.

I didn't really! I crossed the road to get away from him.

SKetch Diary: Gym Junkies

I have taken advantage of a government scheme designed for fat diabetic crack whores and joined a gym. Luckily it appears to be a lame person's gym, full of other people walking round pretending to stretch and scratch and do anything except lug the huge heavy iron blocks up and down. There's even people just standing there having their buttocks vibrated for them by a big machine.