Look, I’m already engaged.
I’m sorry, but I thought your son was a woman.
New Bruce, are you a pooftah?
Good evening and welcome to another edition of ‘Storage Jars’. On tonight’s program Mikos Antoniarkis, the Greek rebel leader who seized power in Athens this morning, tells us what he keeps in storage jars.
That concludes the reading of the rules, Bruce.
That’s a strange expression, Bruce.
Oh Lord, we beseech Thee, Amen!!
All right, then, a kick in the kneecap.
'Tis but a scratch.
Wait a moment. It’s mine. This blood is mine! What are you doing with it?
He buggered off!
My brain hurts!
Mrs. Scum, I’m offering you a boot in the teeth and a dagger up the strap.
I just spent four hours burying the cat.
There aren’t any lions in the Antarctic.
Blow on the head! Take the blow on the head!
No, no. No. You stay in the room and make sure he doesn’t leave.
Yes, Charwoman! Sweeping away the last remnants of male chauvinism, polishing off all who dare stand in her way, and cleaning up all in the publishing game. All this and more as once again Charwoman takes to the skies.
Sandwiches? Blimey. Whatever did I give the wife?
You are in great peril!