You’re one of our best customers, vicar. You and the United States.
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Say no more!
And it went wherever I did go.
However, what is more interesting, er… is the molluscs’s er… sex life.
Is she a goer?
I want to go home.
I’ll tell you where the bomb is for a pound.
Where is Porky? Here he is. What a funny little chap. But Porky’s one of the lucky ones - he survived the urban upheaval of the thirties and forties.
Wait a minute, suppose two swallows carried it together?
I’m sorry about my colleague’s rather unconventional behaviour.
Ooh I don’t like this, Ooh I don’t like that. Oh I don’t think much to all this. Oh fancy using that wallpaper. Fancy using mustard. Oo is that a proper one? Oo it’s not real. Oh I don’t think it’s a proper restaurant unless they give you finger bowls. Oo I don’t like him. I’m going to have a baby in a few years.
Sometimes Shirley I think you’re almost human.
Look, you’re a busy man…
And now, a medium-sized intermission.
What a senseless waste of human life.
I’d like to welcome the pommey bastard to God’s own Earth, and remind him that we don’t like stuck-up sticky-beaks here.
Do please go on. This is the least fascinating conversation I’ve ever had
Oh, Bevis! And I thought you were so rugged!
I’m afraid I’m going to have to operate. It’s nothing to worry about although it is extremely dangerous. I shall be juggling with your life, I shall be playing ducks and drakes with your very existence, I shall be running me mits over the pith of your marrow. Yes! These hands, these fingers, these sophisticated organs of touch, these bunches of five, these maulers, these German bands that have pulled many a moribund unfortunate back from the very brink of Lazarus’s box. No, it was Pandora’s box wasn’t it? Well anyway these wits have earned yours truly a lot of bread. So if you’ll just step through here I’ll slit you up a treat.