BALLLDERRRDASSSHHH!
why yes, it is mundane and pointless. very much so.
I can picture a man, nearly balding, mutton chops and a mustache, black suit with a red vest and a gold timepiece. His nose is red and pitted like a strawberry in the middle of his face. He spits a bit as he says the initial /b/ sound.
This would make a good drawing. I’ll see what I can come up with.
“Bullocks!”
“Bullish!”
“Bully!”
“I say…!”
“Consternation”
Foofaraw!
Ooooohhhh…
Poppycock!
Stout fellow!
Pip-pip! Tally-ho! Let’s give the Jerries what-ho, eh?
And I say:
PISH AND TOSH
to you Sir or Madam!
You shall not press down upon the brow of labor this crown of thorns, you shall not crucify mankind upon a cross of gold, 'cause silver is better than gold. Damn right- it’s better than gold. I could teach you but you’ve already been told- My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard.
Rrrribaldry!
Parka!
Fembot!
Innocence tube! 
Pffffffffft! I almost spit out a liquid refreshment due to that one.
Strumpet!
Harlot!
By Lucifer, stop those rabble rousers!
Druthers!! Call the Colonel and have his best boy bring me his blasted business bulletin! I want damned uptades now! The best he can do is bring his business shares to bullion, and then I may decide to buy!! And where’s my bloody bathrobe?!?
Tripler
I guess it works with a 19th-century industrialist. I see it as working with Richard Nixon too.
Fuckknuckle!
What?
“Why, you impertinent jackanapes!”
Oh, piffle, I say!
Look at those merryandrews – just lollygagging all the livelong day!
Why, you impertinent lackwit! Fetch me a bicarbonate of soda postehaste! I feel my humours are out of balance and that joint of beef at dinner only intensified my grief.
Away with you before I summon a constable.