Der ver zwei peanuts, valking down der strasse, and von vas… assaulted! peanut. Ho-ho-ho-ho.
Will Mr Michael Ellis please go straight to the manager’s office… I’ll repeat that… Will Mr Nigel Mellish please go straight to the manager’s office.
Bally Jerry pranged his kite right in the how’s-your-father; hairy blighter, dicky-birded, feathered back on his sammy, took a waspy, flipped over on his Betty Harpers and caught his can in the Bertie.
One of the flayrods is askew on the treadle.
Good morning. I’m sorry to have kept you waiting, but I’m afraid my walk has become rather sillier recently.
Luxury!
We use only the finest baby frogs, dew picked and flown from Iraq, cleansed in finest quality spring water, lightly killed, and then sealed in a succulent Swiss quintuple smooth treble cream milk chocolate envelope and lovingly frosted with glucose.
Rex Stardust, lead electric triangle with Toad the Wet Sprocket has had to have an elbow removed following their recent successful worldwide tour of Finland.
We was too late… the Vicar saw the light.
I’m not by nature a suspicious person - far from it - though in fact I have something of a reputation as an after-dinner speaker, if you take my meaning.
And get the machine that goes ‘ping!’.
Say no more!
The Norwegian Blue prefers keepin’ on it’s back! Remarkable bird, id’nit, squire? Lovely plumage!
Listen. In order to maintain air-speed velocity, a swallow needs to beat its wings forty-three times every second, right?
As fast as it can go – the speed of light, you know
Twelve million miles a minute and that’s the fastest speed there is
The plumage don’t enter into it.
Oh, I don’t know ---- AAAAAAAA!
No one enjoys a good joke more than I do…
'Ere, get that away! I’m not taking me trousers off on television. Who do you think I am?
He is the Messiah!