“It’s hotter than a monkey’s bum in here, Your Majesty,” he said, and she smiled quietly to herself.
You’re using coconuts! You’ve got two empty halves of coconut and you’re bangin’ 'em together.
Oh mother, don’t be so sentimental. Things explode every day.
Regards,
Shodan
Luxury.
Ooh, he’s walking already! Can ‘e talk? Can ‘e talk?
Of course, I can talk, I’m Minister for Overseas Development.
Ooh, he’s a clever little boy!
We done passionfruit.
For Mrs Emma Hamilton of Nelson, a Scotsman on a horse.
And now for something completely different - a man with a tape recorder up his nose.
Now I’m… I’m… Now I’m not prepared to go on with this, unless these interruptions cease. All right? Right. The devastating effect of these, em…
You’ve got a nice Army base here, Colonel. We wouldn’t want anything to happen to it.
It’s too good a cake not to eat! Get the… plates and knives, Walters.
Me heap big fan Cicely Courtneidge… She fine actress … she make interpretation heap subtle … she heap good diction and timing… she make part really live for Indian brave.
Is your wife interested in…photography, ay? ‘Photographs, ay’, he asked him knowingly
Snap snap, grin grin, wink wink, nudge nudge, say no more?
Hello? No, Thursday’s
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You put a bucket over your head last time I said “mattress.”
Well here it is at last … the goal of our quest. After six months and three days we’ve caught up with the legendary walking tree of Dahomey, Quercus Nicholas Parsonus, resting here for a moment, on its long journey south. It’s almost incredible isn’t it, to think that this huge tree has walked over two thousand miles across this inhospitable terrain to stop here, maybe just to take in water before the two thousand miles on to Cape Town, where it lives. It’s almost unimaginable, I find - the thought of this mighty tree strolling through Nigeria, perhaps swaggering a little as it crosses the border into Zaire, hopping through the tropical rain forests, trying to find a quiet grove where it could jump around on its own, sprinting up to Zambia for the afternoon, then nipping back … (a native whispers in his ear) Oh, super … well, I’ve just been told that this is not in fact the legendary walking tree of Dahomey, this is one of Africa’s many stationary trees, Arborus Barnbet Gaseoignus. In fact we’ve just missed the walking tree… it left here at eight o’clock this morning… was heading off in that direction… so we’ll see if we can go and catch it up. Come on boys.
Hello? Is that the North Malden Icelandic Society?
Is your name not Bruce, then?
Psychiatrist!
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Psychiatrist!
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