His first question is not going to be, “Has he got his own hat?”
What I’d really like to be is a lumberjack.
I could be arguing on my free time.
Argh! A tranquillizing dart fired by the cowardly BBC health department dogs … they’ve done filled me full of chlorpromazine damn!
Uh-oh, here comes that wacky queen again!
Burma!!!
Well first of all I’d like to apologize for the behaviour of certain of my colleagues you may have seen earlier, but they are from broken homes, circus families and so on and they are in no way representative of the new modern improved British Navy. They are a small vociferous minority; and may I take this opportunity of emphasizing that there is no cannibalism in the British Navy. Absolutely none, and when I say none, I mean there is a certain amount, more than we are prepared to admit, but all new ratings are warned that if they wake up in the morning and find any toothmarks at all anywhere on their bodies, they’re to tell me immediately so that I can immediately take every measure to hush the whole thing up. And, finally, necrophilia is right out.
Who are you who are so wise in the ways of science?
We’re averting our eyes, O Lord!
There are some who call me…Tim
'Course it’s a good idea!
Do please go on. This is the least fascinating conversation I’ve ever had.
But it’s my only line!
Oh, yes, definitely splunge for me, too.
Silence, naughty lady of the night!
Uh-oh, it’s that wacky queen again!
This isn’t a lifeboat, dear. This is 24, Parker Street.
No, it’s not!
Tiger Brand Coffee is a real treat, even tigers prefer a cup of it to real meat.
A duck!