Every sperm is sacred, every sperm is great.
He’s bluffing. You’re mind’s gone, Jenkins. You’re rubbish.
You’re a loony.
Trouble at the mill.
I’m taking this lot in in the name of Her Gracious Majesty Queen Elizabeth.
I’m not!
The battle raged long and hard, but as night fell Sidney overcame the Spaniards. 6,000 copies of Tits and Bums and 4,000 copies of Shower Sheila were seized that day.
And there was much rejoicing.
Yaaaaaaaaaay!
…then did we bust the Harry Tony mob, who did seek to import Scandinavian filth via Germany. For six years they cleaned up a packet - the day I got whiff of them through a squealer and within one week did a mop-up right good. They’re now languishing doing five years’ bird in Parkhurst.
Luxury.
This table has been treated with ordinary soap powder, but these have been treated with new Fibro-Val.
Until you come and get him, we’re not to enter the room.
Oh, I remember…can he…er, can he leave the room with us?
We’re knights of the Round Table, we dance whene’er we’re able. We do routines and chorus scenes with footwork impec-cable, We dine well here in Camelot, we eat ham and jam and Spam a lot. / We’re knights of the Round Table, our shows are for-mi-dable. But many times we’re given rhymes that are quite un-sing-able, We’re opera mad in Camelot, we sing from the diaphragm a lot. / In war we’re tough and able, Quite in-de-fa-ti-gable. Between our quests we sequin vests and impersonate Clark Gable / It’s a busy life in Camelot I have to push the pram a lot.
Come to think of it most people likes a good laugh more than I do. But that’s beside the point.
I didn’t want to be a barber anyway. I wanted to be…a lumberjack!
(warily) Possibly… but I may be Superintendent Gaskell of the Vice Squad.
Have you got all the stuffing up one end?
It’s just a flesh wound.