Mind you, that’s just a pat diagnosis made without first obtaining your full medical history.
For Roy, sport is everything. Ever since he lost his left arm battling with an ant, Roy has risked his life in the pursuit of tiny creatures.
I feel the time has come to complain about people who make rash complaints without first making sure that those complaints are justified.
My brain hurts!
Aha! Rats at 42a Kartoffelnstrasse. Hey Mitzi! I gotta go to Potato Street.
Out please! I’m terribly sorry, sir. We have a lot of problems here with bogus psychiatrists.
Number twelve. The naughty bits of a lady.
I would like to point out that the BALPA spokesman was wearing the British Psychiatric Association Dinner Dance Club cufflinks.
Good evening. I have with me in the studio tonight Mr Norman St. John Polevaulter, who for the last few years has been contradicting people…Mr Polevaulter, why do you contradict people?
Penguins don’t come from NEXT DOOR! They come from the Antarctic!
Per’aps it’s from the zoo.
Right, cut the wisecracks, vicar. Get to the search room, and strip.
These are not British Psychiatric Association Dinner Dance Club cufflinks. They are in fact British Sugar Corporation Gilbert-and-Sullivan Society cufflinks. It is in fact a sort of in-joke with us lads here at BALPA.
Bing tiddle tiddle bang
Bing tiddle fiddle bing
Bing fiddle fiddle tiddle tiddle
Bing fiddle tiddle tiddle BONG!
Yes, that’ll teach him.
I mean Joe Public doesn’t want to sit down and watch three hours of documentaries every evening.
However, I would just like to add a complaint about shows that have too many complaints in them as they get very tedious for the average viewer.
Drop your panties, Sir William, I cannot wait 'til lunchtime.
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Can I please speak! I came all the way from Oslo to do this program! I’m a professor of archaeology. I’m an expert in ancient civilizations. All right, I’m only five foot ten. All right my posture is bad, all right I slump in my chair. But I’ve had more women than either of you two! I’ve had half bloody Norway, that’s what I’ve had! So you can keep your Robert Eversley! And you can keep your bloody Watutsi! I’d rather have my little body… my little five-foot-ten-inch body…