My brain hurts!
Busy Day?
Busy? I just spent four hours burying the cat.
Four hours to bury a cat?
Yes - it wouldn’t keep still.
Oh - it wasn’t dead, then?
No, no - but it’s not at all well, so as we were going to be on the safe side.
This sounds like a job for… Bicycle Repair Man… but how to change without revealing my secret identity?
Every sperm is sacred.
No. There is no such thing as a urine bank.
Are you rolling your own jelly babies in there?
I have not been washing very thoroughly for many years now.
Er… aye, yeah… the trouble is he’s been drinking a bit recently … you’ know, fourteen lagers with his breakfast… that sort of thing.
Anyway, I just dropped in to tell you there’s been a walk-out in the Impressionists.
There are no members of the Government dead in our sitting room.
Dinsdale?
No. 1. The Larch.
It was an inspired guess.
Oh, come on in. Excuse me not shaking hands, I’ve just been putting a bit of lard on the cat’s boils.
Oh, I’m terribly sorry… I thought you were someone else.
Yes, I have friend who, as a result of his injuries, has become Clodagh Rogers.
Wink, wink, nudge, nudge, say no more!
Where are we going to get forty-four tons of plankton from every morning? Your papa was dead vexed about that. They thought he was mad in the deli.
Wir kommen hier heute Morgen für die Einfang auf dem neue Kabinett für die Poste.
Only the true Messiah denies His divinity.