The other crew team had ringers. We didn’t get a fair row.
Tut, tut.
Hoo-Ra!
What’s that thing up in the sky at night? Oh yes; Amun.
I was offered a job building Egyptian tombs, but it turned out to be a pyramid scheme.
Like sands through the hour glass…
… these are the days of all my children.
You’re kidding, right?
I only see dark.shadows.
I think we need to get you to a hospital, General.
A hospital? What is it? I hope it’s not something major, Major.
It’s private, Private.
Is it something about your Seamen?
Well, it must be something related to the body, Corporal.
Lou Tenant, here. I’ll be your nurse, today.
Yo, man!
Let’s apply jelly to your naval.
Don’t be so…umm…billicose.
Dick Trickles
Donald’s trumped.