It's MD Cribuffs vs. MD Cribuffs. What is up with that?

I, MD Crimbuffs, have taken vast amounts of a experimental hydronic-brain drug (codenamed: Arthur Rippley or Douglas Alan Spiro) to enable independent thought in my two brain hemispheres. This will allow I and I to be the first guy in the multiverse to interview himselves.

Crimbuffs:
You know even for us this is a bit odd.

Crimbuffs:
You know we is right.

[Bouts of laughter and uncontrollable horseplay]

Crimbuffs:
Where did we get that hat?

Crimbuffs:
That was when we first met Buchan, we were still playing with Jam Tambourine: the reporting rock stars. Oh, back in '74 we thinks. Da Jam Tam band was what the welsh called us w'know. The first and last journalistic heavy rock crossover group, us, Jon Snow, Pete Gordon and Elky Brookes.

Crimbuffs:
But what about that hat on us head?

Crimbuffs:
Yeah, well playing the Northampton CheeseBoxing Club we met the Buchan. And he blew our minds. Jon still says he was Jam Tambourine's yoko oh-no but we thinks that's just because Buchan speaks yiddish so well. After communicating with him and I and I knew things had to change and he gave us this hat.

Crimbuffs:
After Pacman, and to a lesser extent, Ms Pacman, we were reported to be working on a 'wrap-around' room for sale to haunted houses. Did we have any success in this direction?

Crimbuffs:
The proto-type worked, don't ask me how, cow magic? as good a explanation as any. People went, well we pushed them wit' really big sticks, through the east door and came instantly while returning through the west door. The Americans wanted it for da' starwars program but I had Robert Asquiff lined up as a buyer. Going from west to east of course inverted the colon, nasty blow back action.

Crimbuffs:
Our Sunday Times column, 'Cribuffs On Patrol' disappeared from that paper without notice between 1969-1972. During those three years, the moon and all its inhabitants were conquered by NASA. Coincidence?

Crimbuffs:
And where are the stats??? There's shareholders on the phone! We can't still be believing this, we probably went bendy with booze.

Crimbuffs:
Steven Hawkings has gabbed off that on a visit to our secret tower, he saw a
mysterious,
bulky shape under a tarpaulin that we referred to as 'only the meanest mofucking Pokemon of all'. Do we plan to release this into the wild, or are Nintendo forcing us to keep it under wraps?

Crimbuffs:
Ever since we went pussy hunting with Shigeru Miyamoto in Ginza, we're been attempting to make Nintendo flesh. And so of the saddest and baddest days of our life where those failed Mario growths. Those poor freak-oh of our genome-genius. We've been using our 20 years celeb access (all areas, homes) to collect tissue samples and wavy brain guffs. By cro0osh furtive splicing of Billie, Mohammed Ali and Dung T'Pau Ping DNA with the enemy AI of Pikachu et al, we have developed the dream of the last twelve months, the live Pokemon. And Hawkings yo gonna get yo'self slapped, big mouthed crip.

Crimbuffs:
Exactly how long are we again?

Crimbuffs:
One Cable laid flat, maybe on so kinda mat.
And a third of a cable at right angles.

Crimbuffs:
We have a reputation as a ladies' man. If this reputation was even a quarter of what it's cracked up to be, how have we had time for eating cake, biscuits etc.?

Crimbuffs:
A third of a cable long, and I'm asking myself why the chicks dig my pump action slacks?
We take our cake in our beer like classy gents.

Crimbuffs:
How do we get access to our interviewees? Is it true that Parkinson is hopping mad as a result of our Chewie Bear's Baby scoop-la?

Crimbuffs:
Blackmail and criminal damage are the two best friends of modern today upto the minute wired reporting space diva, like ourself. Parky is yesteryear's pope or something. We use to fight like frog and beaver but the old coot just ain't up to it now. Fight Club, pish, who hasn't set up chains of illegal fight club?

Crimbuffs:
We gnash our teeth at the night sky. Talk us through this.

Crimbuffs:
We don't believe in miracles... what's that word toothpaste? But photons! now that's been scientifically proved and everyting. That light from a billion stars clean me toothies ever night. And we never howl.

Crimbuffs:
We claim not to be afraid of anything but I've seen you drop out the loft screaming. What is up with that?

Crimbuffs:
So did you. ha [laughing like a mice]

Crimbuffs:
Shite, I think that drug have become weared out.
Me brain c'est tuff! Thank me, You crepes.

  Watch M.D. Cribuffs interviews these lesser celebs... Little Leo Blair!
Chewy Bear's baby
Jo Whiley Billie
I can help you.

Cribuffs' baby?Maybe Shatner

All popped out now! ...dreaming of Fallopia... Steve who? Because you want to!
    Cribuffs on Crime! Greg Dyke Sir Clive Sinclair Puzzler Magazines Girl
...back to Gorilla Salad... And what is it with this obscure Seinfeld script, The Cribuff? You know how rich I am? I'm the head of the BBC! Royal flush, m'f'k'ah! I'm Clair. I like puzzles. Do you?