I wish to register a complaint with this establishment.
My nipples explode with delight!
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Where does he live? Old man, where does he live?
Would you shut that bloody dancing up?!?!?
Told you so.
I think it’s runnier than you like it, sir.
I don’t care how fucking runny it is, hand it over forthwith.
Psst. Read the thread title again.
No. But what we can do - and this is between you and me, I shouldn’t really be telling you this - we’ll turn your gas on, make a hole in your pipe, you ring Hounslow Emergency, they’ll be around here in a couple of days.
If you’re going to split hairs, I’m going to piss off.
Er, well, um, if you’re dropping by again, do pop in. Heh. And thanks a lot for the gold and frankincense, er, but don’t worry too much about the myrrh next time. All right? Heh. Thank you! Good-bye! Well, weren’t they nice? Hmm. Out of their bloody minds, but still.
The blancmanges are really Australians, trying to get the rights of the pelote rules from the Czech publishers!
That’s you, m’lud, not you, m’lud.
Can you get wafers with it?
Oh, what sad times are these when passing ruffians can say Ni at will to old ladies. There is a pestilence upon this land, nothing is sacred. Even those who arrange and design shrubberies are under considerable economic stress in this period in history
Get some air into those wounds!
It is the rabbit!
First shalt thou take out the Holy Pin.
Then, shalt thou count to three, no more, no less.
Three shalt be the number thou shalt count, and the number of the counting shall be three.
Four shalt thou not count, nor either count thou two, excepting that thou then proceed to three.
Five is right out.
Once the number three, being the third number, be reached, then lobbest thou thy Holy Hand Grenade of Antioch towards thy foe, who, being naughty in my sight, shall snuff it."
Do you have anything a little more “fish-ee”?
You’re no fun anymore!