This, sir, is an ex-parrot!
::rides by dressed as a pantomime horse on a tandem bike::
:rolleyes: Well I thought that was a bit predictable.
Are you here to arrange a holiday, or would you like a blowjob?
The frogs are dewpicked, dipped in glucose, lovingly sealed in chocolate, and then garnished with lark’s vomit.
My brain hurts! >>THONK<<
I wave my private parts at your aunties, you cheese laden second hand electric donkey bottom biters!
And now, a man with a tape recorder up his nose.
[cue music]
This is my wife Audrey.
She smells a bit but she’s got a heart o’ gold.
Ooooh! I’ve wet 'em!
This is largely as I predicted, except that the silly party won!
Camp it . . . UP!
Then it will have to come out!!
Roight! May we have your liver?