The Luke and Pete Show - You greedy c...
Episode Date: December 25, 2023Merry Christmas from the Luke and Pete Show! Today, we're celebrating the big day by re-reading our most famous Christmas tale and revelling in the festive spirit of calling your mum a greedy c...We a...lso hear some new festive stories which include a quite cruel Christmas Day prank and an incident where one of our listeners almost "killed" their grandfather. Don't worry, he was laughing in the end!We're also now on Tiktok! Follow us @thelukeandpeteshow. Subscribe to our YouTube HERE.***Please take the time to rate and review us on Apple, Spotify or wherever you get your pods. It means a great deal to the show and will make it easier for other potential listeners to find us. Thanks!*** Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.
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Welcome to a very festive Luke and Pete show.
If producer Rory's listening,
maybe consider putting a jingle bell on the intro.
That's usually the concessions that I always forget to do
on WrestleMemes on WrestleMe.
The first one that always gets released,
I always forget to put it on.
Let's get this one done as quick as we can
because you've got to go and do your Christmas shopping
in a minute, haven't you?
I've got to do my Christmas shopping.
What's open on Christmas Day?
You're on Google. Christmas Day shops open.
Yeah, I mean,
I think some things are, aren't they?
I don't know. Pubs.
Come back with a... Just haggle with the landlord,
buy a bottle of Jack Daniels
and start drunk.
Merry Christmas to all of our listeners. We're very grateful to have you.
Thank you for listening. Merry Christmas. If you observe. If you are listening to this on Christmas Day, you Christmas to all of our listeners. We're very grateful to have you. Thank you for listening.
Merry Christmas.
I don't know if you're going to be listening.
If you observe.
If you are listening to this on Christmas Day,
you've had enough of your family.
Fair enough.
You're in the bedroom with your headphones in,
just taking a bit of time out.
Good enough.
Good for you.
Or perhaps you're one of those people who goes out
for a quick run or a walk on Christmas morning
and you're listening then and you've looked in your podcast app
and you've seen a Luke and Pete show episode there,
ready to go.
Thank you very much for listening.
We appreciate it.
What's up with that car?
Yeah, well, there'll be no cars, will there?
Just be kids on their new bikes.
Kids on their new scooter.
They're all about scooters, kids, nowadays, aren't they?
Scooty scoots.
When you talk about shops being open on Christmas Day,
I'll tell you, I think I did tell you this years ago,
I got kicked out of my nan's house once.
Did I tell you that on Christmas Day?
No.
What were you doing?
Because my nan was...
You're not observing the rules.
My nan...
Were you wearing the wrong colours?
Was it like a German super club?
No.
My nan, God rest her,
she was always very passionate
about receiving a handwritten card
from her grandchildren.
Yes.
She would always say...
It's those things that just really do connect
for mums and nans, don't they?
Yeah. So she was like
I don't want a present
don't give me a present
and I always did get her a present
she said she wanted a card
and I didn't get her a card
by the end
because I think I was just
being an obnoxious teenager
and I forgot or something
and my nan was
quite a tough Scottish lady
and I turned up
with the whole family
and great Christmas
brilliant years
just because we would go there
for Christmas lunch
in the afternoon
and she was like well you're not coming in i said i was like oh yeah yeah good
one no you're not coming in why you didn't get me a card there's a card for your sister there's a
card from your mom and dad well this is so you better go and get a card and i was like i was
like what and it wasn't that far away do you say again she She disgust, disgusting, do you? She did.
Get out.
Disgusting.
And I said to my mum,
mum,
I need to go back to the house
and get a card.
And my mum was like,
we ain't got any left,
we'll use them all.
Fucking had to go to All Days,
the only shop open.
What's All Days?
I mean,
it's All Days.
It's like a co-op kind of thing.
Right, okay.
And when I went in there,
right,
genuinely,
I went in there,
they had like boxes of cards reduced
because obviously no one was buying them anymore.
So I managed to buy a box of cards,
bought a card,
wrote it,
and it was fine.
But when I was in all days,
one of my good mates was in there buying stuff.
I was like, Alex, what are you doing?
He's like, I've got some stuff,
still got some stuff to buy.
I was like, it's midday on Christmas Day.
He was like, yeah,
but there's a few presents I still need to get.
Absolute fiend. In all days, we're basically going to a co-op on Christmas Day to buy Christmas Day. He was like, yeah, but there's a few presents I still need to get. Absolute fiend.
In all days,
we're basically going to a co-op
on Christmas Day
to buy Christmas presents.
What are you going to buy?
A fucking box of whiskers?
Lovely stuff.
Anyway, so Pete,
what were you,
I mean, it would be no surprise
to our listeners to hear
that we're pre-recording this
because even we,
dedicated as we are as broadcasters,
cannot record on Christmas Day. So what will you be doing right about now? If someone's listening as broadcasters cannot record on Christmas Day so what
will you be doing right about now if someone's listening
to this mid morning on Christmas Day what will you be
doing right about now
I'll probably have an argument
I'll probably be saying things like I'm
saving myself for my Christmas dinner
but then I'll be
absolutely hoovering up nuts
big nut vibe in my soul
that can never be quenched.
Just the amount of...
What's your top five nuts?
Cashew's got to be up there.
That's number one for me.
Brazil nut is up there.
Wouldn't be on my top five.
Walnut, excellent.
Wouldn't get there.
I'm trying to think
what the other ones are.
You're forgetting
the humble peanut.
Nah.
It's not versatile though
is it
maybe on a pad thai
I've got
I've just
I moved past peanuts
when I was like 18
really fair enough
they're boring
I find them boring
I'll probably go
cashew
peanut
pistachio
pistachio yeah
yeah nice
I love the texture
of a macadamia
yes
almost
it's yielding
and greasy, but also
like sort of...
It's the halloumi of the nut.
It is a bit. It's like a boulder, isn't it? It's like a complete boulder.
Number five, Pete, for me,
though I appreciate it's terrible for the environment
and a very thirsty crop, I'd go for the almond
probably.
Right, okay. Is that the worst one?
I think it is. Almonds and avocados, I think. By the way, one? I'm trying to think of the place.
I think it is.
Almonds and avocados, I think.
By the way,
how do they get a milk out of an almond?
I often wonder that.
What do you think?
It's just so dry.
Right.
How many do you have to squeeze
to get milk out of it?
Do they not,
do they presumably just add water?
It's not pure almond, is it?
It must be like water
and the flavour's the water, no?
The nutrients.
I've never thought about that.
I guess you're right.
Otherwise, it just seems...
It just seemed very wasteful, yeah.
You know, you feel like food is like...
Most food is like X percent water.
So, like, a cucumber is like 99% water.
But even, like, a loaf of bread is like X percent water.
So, I just assumed that it was just...
It had water in it.
Yeah. Oh, pecan always pecan always comes along with um sweet things yeah smokiness
bit of sweetness on yes i'm happy with that look before we do not before acorn you've always been
a squirrely kind of guy acorn no one eats acorns good we know do you know that in the u.s civil
war the confederate army used to make coffee out of acorns
because they were so poor?
Right.
Acorn coffee.
I can't imagine it tasted very nice.
No.
Chicory.
What's chicory?
Oh, you're nutting it.
I think that's a vegetable.
Is it?
Yeah.
Oh, I might think of hickory.
No, hickory, not chicory.
Hickory is like a wood.
Hickory you make coffee out of, can't you? You can make it with coffee and hickory is like hickory you make coffee out of
you can make it
with like coffee
no you can make
coffee out of
chicory
chicory
right
I don't believe
it's a noun
I could be wrong
I think it's a seed
it's a plant
chicory seed
Peter look
we've asked for
Christmas correspondence
from our listeners
we've received
and we're going to
be talking about
chicories
we've received some but what and're going to be talking about jiggeries. We've received some.
And there's some good ones, trust me.
But what I want to do,
because so many people asked for it,
is that in 2000, I think it was 2018,
might have been 2017,
we received a Christmas email
that has stood the test of time.
And it's essentially from our listener, Dan.
And if you've not heard it, I'm going to read it for you now.
If you have heard it, you'll be very, very happy to read it again
based on what we've heard of from our listeners.
Maybe this could be our Christmas tradition,
like a TV special every Christmas.
This is basically our Del Boy falling through the bar.
Exactly, exactly.
All right, so I'm going to do it now. This is from Dan, and it first came in five or six years ago, as just read it. This is basically our Del Boy falling through the bar. Exactly, exactly. All right, so I'm going to do it now.
This is from Dan, and it first came in five or six years ago, as I've said.
Hello, boys.
Upon hearing your patter about what families talk about over the dinner table,
I was transported back to a Christmas dinner I had with my family
the best part of a decade ago.
Quick background.
I grew up on the outskirts of the lovely city of Bath
in a conservative, somewhat Christian-focused household.
And for all of my adolescence,
I concealed my deviant side from my strict, god-fearing,
but otherwise lovely parents.
That is until my first Christmas back
after starting uni in Liverpool.
Liverpool got a lot to answer for here.
There's so many people who would describe themselves
as Dan describes himself there, so he's got my sympathy.
I'd never been one for swearing much,
especially not in front of my parents.
But going to uni in a much bigger and livelier city
and surrounded myself with gruffer people,
I'd picked up the habit of effing and jeffing
like I was a sailor down the Albert Dock.
Not wanting to upset my parents,
I'd kept my foul tongue in check
all over the Christmas holiday.
That was until the Christmas dinner itself.
My favourite thing about Christmas dinner,
I love this because it's like mitigation.
My favourite thing about Christmas dinner
has always and will always be pigs in blankets.
Indeed, I'd always sneak an extra one
more than was probably approved by my father
and hoped there'd be plenty left over once I'd forced down all the dry meat and veg just cheeky little bit of conservative
christian fun there yeah definitely having an extra sausage that's the kind of level you can enjoy
however this year my mother always fond of the finer things in life took it upon herself to empty
the half dozen or so pigs in blankets left over onto her own plate
before she'd even finished her roasties,
the total cheat.
Without thinking, in total disgust,
I said, you greedy cunt.
It's still funny.
It's still funny.
Well, that was it.
Mayhem, says Dan.
My father dropped his glass of wine.
It smashed instantly.
Startled the cat to the point it jumped directly onto the dinner table.
The dog, Gandalf, not wanting to be outdone,
instantly leapt from the floor to the table to chase the cat,
trampling on all the fruits of my mother's labor
before settling into the bowl of cauliflower cheese.
My mother was shell-shocked,
and her only words to me for the rest of the day was that she was heartbroken.
My sister vowed to never speak to me again as I'd ruined her favourite meal of the year,
while my three brothers raged from indifference, brackets pothead,
to finding it hilarious.
My dad told me it best I didn't accompany the family to the traditional
after-dinner drink in the local pub,
the first time I could have gone and legally enjoyed an adult beverage,
which I must admit did hurt me.
To this day, my parents refer to it as the incident, and whenever
one of my siblings invariably brings it up over a
family meal, a cold chill passes
around the dinner table, my mother's
eyes narrow, and my father's cheeks
turn to a delightful shade of pink.
As it is, I regret that so much food went to waste,
but she was being greedy. Love the show, guys.
All the best, Dan.
It's a great story that sets us up nicely
for this Christmas show. It's a great story, and the thing that gets me is, like dan it's a great story that sets us up nicely for this christmas show it's a great story and the thing it gets me is like it's i just hope that in later life
dan's mom and dad can find it in their heart to find it fucking hilarious because i mean i'd love
to hear from dan again now i think sometimes things are so offensive,
the parents just sort of go,
they cannot help but be humorously shocked.
You know what I mean?
I don't think Dan's parents were.
No, maybe not.
So I think apparently when your kid is very young, if they swear for the first time,
you're supposed to not react.
Right.
The general consensus is if your toddler or whatever
has picked up a swear word from
wherever yeah and starts to say it you should ignore it because otherwise you empower them to
do it so do you but how do you stop them from using it all of the time do you kind of you know
like therapeutic parenting sort of take them aside so i go you know what you might want to think
about not shouting the c word in the post office.
I don't think you can say you might want to think about it.
I think you've got to just say, look, we don't say that around here.
You know, you can't say that.
Yeah.
But don't make a big deal out of it.
The same way that when you're changing the nappy,
you're not supposed to show any visible disgust to the baby
when there's a poo in the nappy because they think they've done something wrong.
Right. Okay. Yeah. think they've done something wrong. Right, okay, yeah.
They haven't, right?
So, but listen,
I don't think any of these
apply to Dan.
Right, okay.
Who should not be calling
his mother a cunt at Christmas.
No.
It's as simple as that.
It really is as simple as that.
I'd love to hear an update
from Dan on that
to see what he's been
up to recently.
See if his mum's
truly forgiven him now.
Because the thing is,
that would hang heavy over the dinner table
every year, wouldn't it? Particularly the first couple of years.
That would be big.
Yeah, the year after. I don't think
the brothers will help in this situation, personally.
I'd be digging him. I'd be digging him out.
Making oblique references to it.
Have you ever had any big incidents
over Christmas dinner, Peter?
You've got a volatile character?
None that I can
remember, but I think sometimes
one of the charms of being a volatile character
is that you kind of just forget
the volatility.
True. It's just, you're on to
the next volatile episode, aren't you, really?
Just every day.
And you'll be with your immediate family
this year.
You're not going to be
with your parents, eh?
No, because they
refuse to get off
their fat arses.
Will you be
at the in-laws
or no?
I think we'll probably
be in the in-laws
because Sarah's mum
unfortunately
broke her leg.
Oh, dear.
So were your parents
invited to the in-laws
as well?
My parents would be invited to wherever we are,
but they're just absolute silly sausages.
But they won't see your sister either?
No, no.
That's a shame.
That is a shame.
It is a shame.
I don't know why they do it to themselves
because you've got into a rut and they just will not.
It's a story repeated all through the lands after COVID.
I think everyone just shut down a little bit
and refused to break out of anything they didn't do beforehand.
Fair enough.
Peter, do you want to do the email from our friend D. Castillo Lizarraga,
which is a brilliant fucking name, by the way.
Whoa, that's amazing.
Hang on, let me see that.
Hang on.
Okay, go.
A Christmas Prank is the title.
Hello, Luke and Pete, your family.
In 2010, during a typical sunny San Diego Christmas, I spent the evening with my stepfather's family, which made it our very first Christmas altogether. I was 15 at the time and quite
nervous, as much of his family, unlike him, are very soft-spoken and tend only to speak
Spanish in the house. My Spanish, although I am Mexican myself, is not up to par for conversations
that veer away from subjects like food or directions,
and I was forced to hover most of the night
around my stepfather, Javier,
who acted as a translator.
As is custom in many Mexican households,
Christmas is celebrated the day before,
reserving the midnight hour for the moment
gifts are open.
I respectfully let his family open their gifts first,
sitting back with the few boxes he'd given me.
As it turns out, this would be a disastrous strategy.
When it was my turn, all the unwrapping had finished,
all the attention had turned on me,
and I was forced to open my gifts in the strange and unwitting silence
of his entire family.
The first box revealed a spray bottle of carpet cleaner,
which I thought was unusual, but proceeded to move on,
smiling around the room shyly.
The next, a steering wheel cover,
was equally unusual
due to the fact that I was a teenager
and didn't own a car.
The last gift, however,
packaged in a dealer-issued BMW box
completely stunned me.
My family never had much money,
and to think that they had bought me a car,
let alone a BMW, was astonishing.
I opened the box,
and there it was, a BMW key fob. I looked around in amazement speechless on the verge of tears and
somehow all on my feet. Javier hugged me and told me to go outside his entire family clapping as I
rushed out the door expecting to see my first car. Of course when I went outside however there was no
BMW with a bow tie in the driveway just the same arrangement of cars. When I went outside. However, there was no BMW with a bow tie in the driveway, just the same arrangement of cars.
When I went back in,
confused,
Javier had told,
had apparently told
the whole family the secret.
There was no car
and they were all laughing hysterically.
And my gifts,
as it turned out,
were a carpet cleaner I didn't need,
a steering wheel cover I couldn't use
and a key fob
that Javier apparently needed back
as it belonged to someone he worked with.
Javier, you absolute rotten swine.
Wow.
The whole thing had been a prank.
I didn't even have an actual gift to speak of.
Even now, at 28, and with my own family,
they still ask how I'm liking the car,
obviously laughing as they do so,
and make driving
gestures whenever i enter the room suffice it to say the christmas of 2010 i went down in the family
and their family is a christmas for the ages uh while here i am almost 15 years later still driving
a beat-up old hyundai i got off at craigslist cheers Cheers, Luca Piccio. Thanks, all of that.
Castillo.
That was a hell of a story.
That's brutal.
It is brutal.
Yeah, there's no two words about it.
It's too far.
I mean, Javier should have been run over by you in a BMW that you'd borrowed off your mate.
I'm sorry.
I also like about it. You know, you see that prevalence now of like terrible parents who were like,
here's your kid.
Filming it for the gram.
They've just done this because they love it.
It's not going on social media.
What's the point? We just want
to fucking absolutely mug you off on Christmas
Day. That's all we're doing. We don't even
know you that well.
We do not even speak the same
language. But here's a universal
language. Fuck you. here's a universal language.
Fuck you.
It's so wonderfully cruel.
But again, we've said it before, pranks can be quite brutal.
Yeah, that's a bad one, that.
That's a rough old one.
Do you think that's too far?
Yes, I think it is.
Well, yeah, I think it is.
Unless the pullback and reveal is you've actually got a car.
Just don't do that.
I've never...
I don't know.
I may be the aforementioned volatile person,
but I do find these things quite cruel.
It is cruel.
I find them hard to get to.
I was on a stag weekend once where the...
And I was just invited.
I wasn't in the stag't in the wedding party or anything.
And the best man arranged for the-
Best situation?
Don't I have to go to a wedding?
No, I did go to the wedding as well,
but I wasn't involved in the organisation
is what I'm trying to say.
Right.
And the best man arranged
for a fake kidnapping of the groom.
Right, okay. And this was in like in Poland.
Right.
Right. Yeah. So they were all speaking a different language.
They demanded his passport.
They put a hood over his head.
Right. And they took him to like a nightclub and that
was the payback. Right. Yeah.
It was bad.
You cannot
get into a nightclub with piss down yourself.
He looked really frightened.
Do you know what I mean?
Yeah.
Really frightened.
Really frightened.
I mean, I guess, I think kidnapping...
Is kidnapping the...
Maybe I'm just pissing that off the scene from The Office US,
but isn't kidnapping the bride in a big part of...
sort of
stag and hen
traditions back in
the day back in
oldie timey times
I don't know all I
will say is this
didn't feel
traditional
it didn't feel
traditional yeah I
mean I guess if you
are how old was the
how old was the
groom
I don't know
25
right okay yeah
no one's answering
the door then
no I'm recording kids I thought that was my door should I just. No one's answering the door then.
No, I'm recording.
I thought that was my doorbell. Should I just stop the show and answer the door?
On Christmas Day, it could be Santa.
It could be Santa.
Sorry, I'm a bit late.
It could be Santa.
It could be Santa.
So, where were we?
Yeah, so 25, I think, is too young.
If you're in your 40s and you're getting kidnapped,
you're like, all right, yeah, I kind of understand.
If you're 25 and you're in your 40s and you're getting kidnapped, you're like, all right, yeah, I kind of understand.
If you're 25 and you're in an unfamiliar country,
Poland.
If you're in your 40s,
you're thinking,
this will be two or three days
away from the kids minimum.
Yeah.
Bring it on.
Bring it on.
Oh, yeah.
I'm crying out loud.
I haven't got any fucking money.
Peter, let's go for a break
and on the other side of it,
I've got another festive email
from Tom
that I would very much
like to read.
I hope it's wrapped in bacon like a little sausage.
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Welcome back to this very special tinsel-covered,
what's the, eggnog doused
Christmas edition
of the Luke and Pete show
Luke
I hear you've got
an email for us
a Christmas email
from a man called Tom
this one's entitled
to Christmas
I almost killed
my grandad
lovely stuff
hello
when I was about
seven or eight
my grandad came to
my mum and dad's
at Christmas
as my grandma
had sadly died earlier in the year.
When he arrived, my mum asked me to get him a drink.
While her and my dad cracked on with making the Christmas lunch, my granddad asked for a G&T.
And rather than bothering to find out from my parents how the fuck you actually made a G&T,
I decided I knew what I was doing, because I've been fetching my own drinks for well over a year now.
Having made the drink, I handed it over and asked him if it was okay.
He said it was the best G&T he'd ever had.
He pretty much necked it and asked for another.
So after pouring him another, I went back to play with my new toys, feeling very proud of myself.
About 30 minutes later, I walked back into the lounge to find my granddad chatting at an empty space,
having sunk his second drink.
Being somewhat freaked out by his behavior, I went to to get my dad who promptly asked me what i'd given
him as i pointed out to him i made it like a normal drink an orange squash amount of tonic
water topped up with gin needless to say my grandad didn't see christmas lunch instead he
lied on my bed asleep slash puking into a bowl by the side of the bed. That night I had to sleep on the floor of my bedroom as he slept all the way through till morning.
The next day he actually thought it was hilarious, which saved me further bollockings from my parents.
But for the next 20 odd Christmases until he died, he would turn up every year asking for a drink, but quote, not a Tom special.
To this day, though, I don't think I should be held responsible because as one, my parents should have gotten the drink.
And two, how did they drink it
and not realise how strong it was?
Anyway, Merry Christmas to you,
both, and to your wife, partners and families you have
access to. All the best, Tom.
I don't know, man.
I think Grandad wanted that.
I think Grandad wanted
a pass. Wanted a pass away
from Christmas. He was just
like, yeah, fucking brilliant. You're excellent.
Brilliant. If I just get a bottle of gin down
before midday, I can sleep the rest
of this off.
Oh, that is astonishingly good.
It's not bad. It's not great.
We don't tend to drink much at our house on Christmas.
Did your family drink a lot? No. You said you did.
You said you got so pissed last year you couldn't make the lunch.
Yeah, probably.
To be honest, that's probably the first year I've ever got sloshed, really.
Yeah, not big drinking families.
But that wasn't my family, was it, I guess?
It was someone else's family.
But I was just necking green ginger wine.
God, I love green ginger wine.
I've never even heard of it.
What is it?
It's just an old lady drink.
It's brilliant.
Absolutely brilliant.
It's just this sweet
dessert wine
that's like gingery.
Oh man, it's good.
It's alcoholic, presumably.
Yeah, yeah.
Not massively alcoholic.
It's only like
5% or something.
It's delicious.
Absolutely delicious.
Very nice.
Alright, Peter.
Poor grandad.
Yeah, let's do this one
before we go.
From Adrian.
He says, he says,
Hey guys, I thought I'd tell you the story of my best Christmas ever.
It actually started in Christmas 2009 and finished in Christmas 2011.
After moving back to Australia after a few years in London,
to my now wife's home city of Perth,
we had our first Christmas at her grandmother's place with all of her mum's family in attendance.
Her auntie and uncle had recently separated,
but both were able to attend Christmas dinner dinner as auntie kim made the best potato bake
i don't know what that is i guess it's an australian dish um i was sat down the far end
of the table with all the men of the family and some stories of other family members began coming
out one of the cousins had apparently decided to try having an open relationship of some kind and
he and his wife had invited another lady to live with them.
Just Christmas chat.
I love it.
Only for him to come home one day to all his stuff moved out
and his wife and the other woman deciding he was no longer required.
Sisters are doing it for themselves.
Then in fuller shot of Auntie Kim, Uncle Steve decides to tell us about his new girlfriend
and then confirmed that sex was the best he'd ever have.
Uncle Steve, come on.
Needless to say, this was without doubt the funniest best Christmas I've ever had.
Cut forward to Christmas Eve 2011,
Kim and Steve are now unsurprisingly divorced.
Upon arrival at the same grandmother's house,
we began talking about going to the pub for a Christmas Eve beverage
and my father-in-law asked if anyone had phoned Aunty Kim
to see if she'd like to join us.
This didn't sit well with the
other family members who took offence and questioned
his loyalty. This then spilled out onto
the front lawn with my mother-in-law
and her sister and my mother arguing
and the words bloody, stickered and water being
used to which my father-in-law agreed
promptly packed up the turkey, the Christmas pudding
and all the beer and drove us all home.
To have Christmas at home.
Wow.
That is exactly how I imagine every Australian Christmas.
I just think it's because it's different.
It's not snowy.
The intensity isn't there for it.
The vibe's different.
You know, it's prawns on a barbie.
It's like, you know, people are not worrying necessarily about the...
It's not uh
you can go outside there are other options with with with wintry christmases it's kind of you are
you might be having to drive through an old like a country lane in in in three feet of snow like
there are kind of considerations after a couple of beers but here here, you know, you're having Christmas
dinner in a warm
climate. So I don't think the pressure
is quite as high.
Do you think people would... I find
it weird... What's Uncle Steve up to?
Uncle Steve's a rogue agent here.
He's a rogue agent here.
I mean, he is the guy that you want to be
avoiding. Why is he telling everyone
about the best sex he's ever had?
Yeah.
Like, next to his wife.
Yeah.
Good God.
Not good.
Amazing.
Do you think it's also strange for them to see, like, all the Christmas scenes, traditionally,
are, like, snowy and stuff, and then for them it's, like, it's summer, right?
It's like a very Northern Hemisphere-dominated kind of vibe, isn't it?
Yeah, yeah.
It's very Germanic, isn't it, I think, Christmas?
I don't think I'd like it.
When I lived in New Zealand, it started to get warm
as we were leaving around the start of December,
and all the decorations were going up,
but people were starting to break out the shorts and t-shirts.
It's very, very strange.
Well, especially because there'd be pictures of, like,
the depiction of Santa as all snowy and stuff.
Yeah.
I've already seen a Santa in the wild.
It was quite intense.
It was in the garden centre.
Oh, really? Invented by Coca-Cola, the modern Christmas, was quite intense. It was in a garden centre.
Oh, really?
Invented by Coca-Cola the modern Christmas, isn't it?
Father Christmas.
Was it?
It used to be green, I think.
Sorry, let me rephrase that.
His clothes used to be green.
He was Shrek.
Anyway.
Shrek Christmas.
All that's left to do is to wish our lovely listening family a fantastic Christmas, Pete.
So do you want to do that and then we can go?
Please don't say cunt at Christmas.
If there's one thing you've learned from this,
don't, yeah,
that's the one takeaway.
No matter how many sausages,
if mum has decided
to jam 15 pigs in blankets
in her mouth,
that's her prerogative.
She cooked them.
Dan, you're not going
to be short of food.
It's Christmas.
There's food everywhere.
You're not going to miss out.
There's food everywhere.
I'm sure you could knock up
some more pigs in blankets later
if you really fancy them
so don't say cunt
at Christmas
but if you do
do tell us about it
at hellolukepeachshow.com
this has been
your Christmas episode
of Luke and Peach Show
if you are
just had a festive
argument and you're
going out for a walk
it doesn't matter
tomorrow's another day
it's absolutely fine
exactly
it'll be forgotten about
just crack open
the radio Times and watch
something absolutely abhorrent on the television.
Mrs Brown's Boys, whatever's on,
just fucking crack into it. Yeah. Probably
Only Fools and Horses.
That's what Uncle Steve would be
watching. In the same garden centre I saw
the centre, there was a full display of Only Fools
and Horses. A sort of mini
kind of dioramas.
Very, very strange. What's weird's weird about it is really strange and i think the most strange thing about it is it's not it's not that like um
people don't think,
for now 20 years.
It's just the merchandising that I don't understand.
It's the, you know, these little dioramas and little figurines
of Trigger and stuff that I saw on this garden stand there.
It's like you are selling that to two markets,
the United Kingdom and Serbiabia and nowhere in between
it's insane only falls and horses has released three episodes in total since 1996
yeah it's massive like yeah it's massive they're doing they're doing garden center displays about
it everywhere they're going it's gavin and stacy
it's gavin and stacy we should be it's not as massive it is Gavin and Stacey
we should be feeling
sorry for
alright
anyway
let's go
have a great Christmas
thank you for your
support this year
we'll be back again
before the new year
so we won't do the
2023 roundup stuff
just yet
but thank you very
much at this festive
time for supporting
us
we do appreciate it
enjoy the Christmas
with your family
your friends
or whoever you're
spending it with
or Peter Frampton
or Peter Frampton
that's definitely part of it that's important and yeah maybe flick on the Enjoy the Christmas with your family, your friends, or whoever you're spending it with. Or Peter Frampton. Or Peter Frampton.
That's definitely part of it.
That's important.
And, yeah, maybe flick on the Vicar of Dibley,
the one where she's eating all the Christmas lunches.
Exactly.
There's nothing vicious.
Nothing wrong with that.
Silent night, cunts.
You greedy cunts.
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