Can we have your liver?
Yes it was!
[singing] Every sperm is sacred. Every sperm is good. [/singing]
No it wasn’t!
He wants to annex Poland.
All right. Well, I’ll lose the kangaroo. Be honest, I wasn’t perfectly happy with it.
Oooh get the sword out, I want to cut his head off!
It’s not a palindrome. Bolton spelt backwards is “Notlob.”
No, it’s just that there were twenty-eight of them.
Well ladies and gendemen, I don’t think any of our contestants this evening have succeeded in encapsuladng the intricacies of Proust’s masterwork, so I’m going to award the first prize this evening to the girl with the biggest tits.
Velly solly for hold-up … no ploblem now … me are Bishop of East Anglia, now plesent plizes … Eyes down for first plize … The Fyffe-Chulmleigh Spoon for Latin Elegaics … goes to … People’s Republic of China!
On second thought, let’s not go to Camelot. It is a silly place
I also am not of Minehead being born but I in your Peterborough Lincolnshire was given birth to. But am staying in Peterborough Lincolnshire house all time during vor, due to jolly old running sores, and vos unable to go in the streets or to go visit football matches or go to Nuremburg. Ha ha. Am retired vindow cleaner and pacifist, without doing war crimes. Oh…and am glad England vin Vorld Cup. Bobby Charlton. Martin Peters. And eating I am lots of chips and fish and hole in the toads and Dundee cakes on Piccadilly Line, don’t you know old chap, vot!
Oh Lord, we beseech thee, etc etc etc, Amen.
Dennis Moore, Dennis Moore, etc. etc.
The Batley Townswomen’s Guild presents: The Battle of Pearl Harbor.
Ugh. Me heap dizzy.
I’ve heard tell that Sir Gerald Nabarro has a pet prawn called Simon.
O knights… who until recently said “Ni”!
Oh, oh “courtesan” oh aren’t we grand