It's Thea-Skot in Here (So Take Off All Your Clothes)

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Cher in a batsuit. Gospel preacher Donna Kebab in a meat hat. DCI Spraytits – of which more below. A four-foot penis. These are just some of the bizarre home-made costumes—well, apparently most were made from stolen office supplies during lunch breaks at her day job—worn by Alison Thea-Skot in this madcap kaleidoscope of clownish character comedy.

It's a big show performed with big energy. Aside from the costumes, and the ridiculous voices that go with them, Thea-Skot's defining feature is her audience interaction. Sitting towards the front is not for the faint-hearted, though she has a huge amount of fun with a seemingly game audience who know what they've come for. For various sketches, they are by turns dressed up in even more costumes, made to share a Peperami, Lady and the Tramp style, sprayed by the aforementioned police officer's spraytits, exposed at length to her grinding crotch while she enacts a dog in heat, and encouraged inside a large bin liner.

It's not for everyone, and it's little more than the sum of its surreal parts. Apparently DCI Spraytits is a comment on portrayals of women in crime drama, an idea floated but never returned to. As Thea-Skot quips at one point, “if you want clever character comedy, go and see Joseph Morpurgo”. Some of the ideas fall flat, but there's always something new speeding around the corner. It's 55 minutes of fun, with Thea-Skot's inventive brain and delight in silliness for its own sake making for an enjoyable—if occasionally baffling—experience.