I think he’s talking about taxation.
Right, I’m ready to make the incision. Knife please, sister (takes knife) What’s that supposed to be? Give me a big one.. (takes big knife and strops it on steel sharpener) . . . oh I do enjoy this. Right.
My Lord Mayor, Lady Mayoress, it gives me very great pleasure to return to my old school, to present the prizes in this centenary year. This school takes very justifiable pride in its fine record of… aaaaagh!
Why did you ring the bell?
Dear Sir, I object strongly to the letters on your program. They are clearly not written by the general public and are merely included for a cheap laugh. Yours sincerely etc., William Knickers.
The plumage don’t enter into it.
Where it says: ‘next of kin’ shall I put ‘mother’?
It is a silly place.
This actress has to be cast in MP & The Holy Grail 2: Ni Ni - Wikipedia
We would like a shrubbery.
Dear Freddy Grisewood, Bagshot, Surrey.
As a prolific letter-writer, I feel I must protest about the previous letter. I am nearly sixty and am quite mad, but I do enjoy listening to the BBC Home Service. If this continues to go on unabated …Dunkirk… dark days of the war… backs to the wall… Alvar Liddell … Berlin air lift … moral upheaval of Profumo case … young hippies roaming the streets, raping, looting and killing.
Yours etc., Brigadier Arthur Gormanstrop (Mrs.).
Howls of derisive laughter, Bruce!
I have a hat.
Oh, no, don’t be sorry. You see, I don’t believe that libraries should be drab places where people sit in silence, and that’s been the main reason for our policy of employing wild animals as librarians.
It isn’t!
Well I dunno. I suppose we could.
It isn’t!
Oh, I’m up to page 39, where Peter Pan first manifests himself.
Oh how horrible… Will they stop at nothing?
Busy! I’ve just spent four hours burying the cat.