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An Endless Redundancy with Olly Woods

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Here’s the deal, babydoll. It’s a podcast, right? And all deez nuts… Of authenticity, rhythm, comedic timing, humour, AND PERHAPS PASSION RATHER THAN OFFENCE: READ A PORN FOR ONCE, YOU PHILISTINE. Or, listen to this.


Arty/M*ntal version:



cERTI mENTAL sINCE i BROKE mE pHONE sCREEN


Much like a Dating Profile of mine, I am doubtful of the true costs of being part of some people's Community. What Agenda. Why must we engage...? Alas, most problems are caused, escalated, exaggerated and Calculated by engaging with near-enough anything. Why bother now...?

Good Question.

I am trying to bring Irreverence back, in the vain attempt to become at least... Heard. As Pitiful as that sounds, I'd rather not even have that from you for what it's worth, so that just shows you where I BLOODY STAND. Hopefully that example can express that I'm able to be more self-aware than some Comedic-Voices. That'll be a string in my bow. GUESS WHAT ELSE?! WHO LIKES IRONY! Bit sickly, but there's fucking loads of it, as I LITERALLY LEARN LIKE RAINMAN, MYSELF/my 'isms, and all we absorb within our Lifetime period. Maybe I ought to avoid phrases like that if I want you focussed, and honed-in to me. BUT, without engagement, we know bollocks and fuck and no less, just merely bullshit, so we all need some light/thought/another white-washed Bri'rish los(n not v, am not an emo joker rip)er, with a difference. NO. GAMING. CHAIR.

; W
hilst I make myself maniacally laugh, I've brought in a Microphone, and probably copies of things (not carrot top, but 'slyly' ginger in sunlight) that make me laugh, or to build upon in an attempt to share some (probably frail in your own shite opinion) bars of Originality, from a largely Impoverished/Out of work, Creative-Waste. "Waste...": I adopted that word/phrase (I already knew the word for objects, or rotten food) when I felt I was myself, and the S fights the M ; Forevermore discovering, uncovered idiocy, that frailly encapsulates my passion for Art, Humour, and.. clearly an (in)eminent element of what I don't understand. All running through me, like Wagyu-fat. Just... 25% fat content. Porky, porky, what a malarkey. Doesn't rhyme. Waste of mine. Time, fine, over-the-line. Half-rhymes hit, some of the time. More syllables, but less of what's mine. TIME.

(lost dramatic weight (/+wait to my sex life) recently, due to an existential crisis. Lovely to grieve, even in the bonds of love. Already losing my sense of humour.)

"This guy's rhyme is a waste of my time. I feel unsettled, but, then again... I believe in Ghosts." -A review I made up

"Actually.. Not bad." - Has been the general sentiment when I really offer original ways of creating humour to others, when it works- for them too -, when other times I'm immobilised by depression. I bring boasts of adolescent wonder at 27 years old, as I've been (in my opinion), an aspiring Comedian my whole little hole, life. (pBPDoe)

Avid Question answering may or shall commence whenever you see it fit to deem me worthy of recompence(/"pounds and eskimo pence") I MEAN, THAT IS USUALLY HOW BRITAIN SOUNDS, BUT HERE IS THE E-MAIL ADDRESS FOR YOU, 'BUDDY':
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Bit much, bit mad, or unrelated. However, I respect my brain, even though through historic mental strifles, people would be more inclined to respect Mystikal. Before all that... I'd expect...


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Updated 2025:


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Episodios
  • Radio BESBECT - BCB

    Radio BESBECT - BCB
    Nov 1 2025

    Send me ____________ through my E-mail at the footy(footer // bri'ish)

    So... Fuck, me.

    Much creativity and humour has been lost to a breakdown... Well... After 3 phone repairs, 3 new phones, a court date, and much negative D.I.Y. to my abode... I'm significantly less-drunk. (don't get your naïve hopes up, Máith)

    This podcast is actually my main focus, and is the source of a lot of my improv-comedy and ideas. This has been part of what's developed me at-all this year, and it even feels kind of unnatural podcasting alone. The good thing about it is... Chiming in at the exact right-moment. Something that is potentially lacking from the comforts of my flat, and the extents I can prove my wit/comedic ability. It's still all of-the-cuff, and, since this Podcast isn't overly-popular... And neither is the Radio... (adds to me length, how insignificant Radio is), I'm fine with these snippets of benality, I've turned on their head.

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    "I never thought to say this originally, because I wouldn't like to lose myself in a Social-Vacuum-Esque Hellscape.

    Purely if you think I have something to be understood, or anything of value...

    Then, and, only then.

    Be a Fan.

    I'm opening up the idea of conversational ramblings. I think I'm naturally born reactionary, but instilled within silence. Don't be silent...? I'm a rational Human-Rights advocate, and I create my own kindness adverse to systems of Politics, wherever possible.     However I'm Just not a fan of Tories. Irony, however... makes me look at Hugh Dennis differently. Like a Human. Not a Toffee. Or John Cleese. Or countless other wealthy Artists I, "couldn't possibly", relate to."

    {Poddy e-mail address coming soon.}
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    45 m
  • BCB Dario 8 // BBC Radio 2 📻

    BCB Dario 8 // BBC Radio 2 📻
    Aug 27 2025

    Send me ____________ through my E-mail at the footy(footer // bri'ish)

    You could call me comp’s mentis, if you’re aware of me telling jokes. I’ll honestly be insulted if you don’t get them. Especially if you expect I don’t get them. Like I DON’T FUCKING KNOW WHAT I’M DOING?!?!?! FUUUUUCK YOUUUUU!??!??? -oh. What? …No…? Forget all the harsh words then, Friends.


    Write if you struggle, Dremlins.


    Nahhh, have a good fucken day cunt (as they say in AUS)


    Just so everybody know as well, as there has been a LARGE DISPARITY AND DISPUTE ABOUT EXACTLY SOME THINGS ALONG THESE LINES IN THE NEWS, LATELY. But, my recording is 1 second shy of the genuine recording length. Thought that was a good joke. True a bit. Nobody murder-suicided, THIS, Guy. So, be assured I’m nowhere near crazy, LIKE THAT GROSS OLD-MONIED VEIN. Bye!


    [not all jokes are perhaps in italics. Use your noggin if you’re hoggin]

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    "I never thought to say this originally, because I wouldn't like to lose myself in a Social-Vacuum-Esque Hellscape.

    Purely if you think I have something to be understood, or anything of value...

    Then, and, only then.

    Be a Fan.

    I'm opening up the idea of conversational ramblings. I think I'm naturally born reactionary, but instilled within silence. Don't be silent...? I'm a rational Human-Rights advocate, and I create my own kindness adverse to systems of Politics, wherever possible.     However I'm Just not a fan of Tories. Irony, however... makes me look at Hugh Dennis differently. Like a Human. Not a Toffee. Or John Cleese. Or countless other wealthy Artists I, "couldn't possibly", relate to."

    {Poddy e-mail address coming soon.}
    Más Menos
    1 h y 12 m
  • Set of Bollocks #2

    Set of Bollocks #2
    Aug 18 2025

    Send me ____________ through my E-mail at the footy(footer // bri'ish)

    So




    sooooooooo meeeeeeee

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    "I never thought to say this originally, because I wouldn't like to lose myself in a Social-Vacuum-Esque Hellscape.

    Purely if you think I have something to be understood, or anything of value...

    Then, and, only then.

    Be a Fan.

    I'm opening up the idea of conversational ramblings. I think I'm naturally born reactionary, but instilled within silence. Don't be silent...? I'm a rational Human-Rights advocate, and I create my own kindness adverse to systems of Politics, wherever possible.     However I'm Just not a fan of Tories. Irony, however... makes me look at Hugh Dennis differently. Like a Human. Not a Toffee. Or John Cleese. Or countless other wealthy Artists I, "couldn't possibly", relate to."

    {Poddy e-mail address coming soon.}
    Más Menos
    1 h y 30 m
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