Well, as I was telling mummie and Marvin, things is pretty bad there at the moment but I do see some hope for a constitutional settlement.
Good, well you’re in then, well done, well done. Now, one small thing I noticed back here, where are we? Ah yes, your middle name Olbalinskavichski, not Russian are you?
Mr Wentworth just told me to come in here and say that there was trouble at the mill, that’s all - I didn’t expect a kind of Spanish Inquisition.
Only the true Messiah denies His divinity.
“It’s hotter than a monkey’s bum in here, Your Majesty,” he said, and the Queen smiled quietly to herself.
She’s a good Sheila, Bruce, and not at all stuck up.
Australia, Australia, Australia, we love you, amen!
Mrs. Brown: Makes you feel so, sort of insignificant, doesn’t it?
Repair man: Yeah, yeah. Can we have your liver then?
You must return here with a shrubbery or else you will never pass through this wood alive!
…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.
All right, all right, all right. We’ll kill him first … and then have tea and biscuits.
What’s all this then?
Ooo, that’s a good one!
… when Dinsdale was very depressed, Norman could be anything up to eight hundred yards long.
My husband, like many men his age, is fifty.
Ee ecky thump!
Incontenentia Buttucks
Good evening. Tonight ‘Spectrum’ looks at one of the major problems in the world today: that old vexed question of what is going on. Is there still time to confront it, let alone solve it, or is it too late? What are the figures, what are the facts, what do people mean when they talk about things?
Mrs. Scab, you have twelve hours to beat the clock!
Believe it or not, our board of directors questioned the need to employ a pantomime horse at all!