Archimedes out to Socrates, Socrates back to Archimedes, Archimedes out to Herakleitos, he beats Hegel, Herakleitos is a little flick, here comes on the far-post Socrates, Socrates is there! It is in! Socrates has scored, the Greeks are going mad! The Greeks are going there, Socrates scores, beautiful cross from Archimedes.The Germans are disputing it. Hegel is arguing that the reality is merely an apriori adjunct of non-analytic ethics, Kant by the categoric imperative is holding that ultimologically possessed only in the imagination, and Marx is claiming it was off-side.
Darling, it’s the Milk Marketing Board. For every two cartons of single cream we get the M4 motorway!
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9 and a half.
And did those teeth in ancient time…
walk upon England’s mountains green.
Right, well, get in the car. We’ve won you in a police raffle.
Sorry, sorry. See what I mean: I just get carried away. I really must…sorry, sorry! Sorry, everyone.
No no no, it’s spelled, “Raymond Luxury Yacht,” but it’s pronounced, “Throat Warbler Mangrove”.
my hovercraft is full of eels
Yes! This couple is just one of the prizes in this year’s Police Raffle. Other prizes include two years for breaking and entering, a crate of search warrants, a “What’s all this then?” T-shirt and a weekend for two with a skinhead of your own choice. And that’s not all! Three fabulous new prizes have just been added: a four-month supply of interesting undergarments, a fully motorized pig, and a hand-painted scene of Arabian splendour, complete with silly walk.
Call the church police!
Not at all. It’s not even a proper nose. (takes it off) It’s polystyrene.
And now for something completely different - a man with a tape recorder up his nose.
And now for something completely different - a man with three buttocks!
An African or European swallow?
“The Larch”
I command you to shut up!
Larks’ tongues. Wrens’ livers. Chaffinch brains. Jaguars’ earlobes. Wolf nipple chips. Get 'em while they’re hot. They’re lovely. Dromedary pretzels, only half a denar. Tuscany fried bats.
First there is the Cherry Fondue. This is extremely nasty, but we can’t prosecute you for that.
'ere! Is that rat tart?
And now for something completely different - a man with a tape recorder up his brother’s nose.