Citizen of the World Posted October 16, 2013 Author Share Posted October 16, 2013 Mr. Bartlett, I fail to see the relevance of your last witness. A Mr Barklit, to see you, sir. Barr-at-elett ... Barkit...Baffle... Bartlett... A Mr Bartlett to see you, sir. I certainly wouldn't say that I was stuck in a rut.I don't get a million dollars to act out of a trench. I played Miss St John the Baptist in a trench, and I played Miss Napoleon Bonaparte in a trench, and I played Miss Alexander Fleming in a furrow so if you want this scene played out of a trench, well you just get yourself a goddamn stuntman.What? It's acting innit? Well, I'm a plumber. I can't act. And now the moment you have been waiting for! Your chance to be like Sir Lawrence Olivier, Sir Alec Guiness, and Laurence Harvey in the privacy of your own living room. Yes, all you need is this record and the script supplied with it and you too can be a great actor.Come on you dogs, we have time to lose, this has gone too far. :ebert:Er yes ... well ... you've not quite got the hang of that, have you. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Your_Lion Posted October 16, 2013 Share Posted October 16, 2013 Mr. Bartlett, I fail to see the relevance of your last witness. A Mr Barklit, to see you, sir. Barr-at-elett ... Barkit...Baffle... Bartlett... A Mr Bartlett to see you, sir. I certainly wouldn't say that I was stuck in a rut.I don't get a million dollars to act out of a trench. I played Miss St John the Baptist in a trench, and I played Miss Napoleon Bonaparte in a trench, and I played Miss Alexander Fleming in a furrow so if you want this scene played out of a trench, well you just get yourself a goddamn stuntman.What? It's acting innit? Well, I'm a plumber. I can't act. And now the moment you have been waiting for! Your chance to be like Sir Lawrence Olivier, Sir Alec Guiness, and Laurence Harvey in the privacy of your own living room. Yes, all you need is this record and the script supplied with it and you too can be a great actor.Come on you dogs, we have time to lose, this has gone too far. :ebert:Er yes ... well ... you've not quite got the hang of that, have you.Up on the table! Arms out, fingers together, knees bent, now, head well forward. Now, flap your arms. Go on, flap, faster... faster... faster... faster, faster, faster, faster - now jump! Rotten. Rotten. You're no bloody use at all. You're an utter bloody wash-out. You make me sick, you weed! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Citizen of the World Posted October 16, 2013 Author Share Posted October 16, 2013 Mr. Bartlett, I fail to see the relevance of your last witness. A Mr Barklit, to see you, sir. Barr-at-elett ... Barkit...Baffle... Bartlett... A Mr Bartlett to see you, sir. I certainly wouldn't say that I was stuck in a rut.I don't get a million dollars to act out of a trench. I played Miss St John the Baptist in a trench, and I played Miss Napoleon Bonaparte in a trench, and I played Miss Alexander Fleming in a furrow so if you want this scene played out of a trench, well you just get yourself a goddamn stuntman.What? It's acting innit? Well, I'm a plumber. I can't act. And now the moment you have been waiting for! Your chance to be like Sir Lawrence Olivier, Sir Alec Guiness, and Laurence Harvey in the privacy of your own living room. Yes, all you need is this record and the script supplied with it and you too can be a great actor.Come on you dogs, we have time to lose, this has gone too far. :ebert:Er yes ... well ... you've not quite got the hang of that, have you.Up on the table! Arms out, fingers together, knees bent, now, head well forward. Now, flap your arms. Go on, flap, faster... faster... faster... faster, faster, faster, faster - now jump!Rotten. Rotten. You're no bloody use at all. You're an utter bloody wash-out. You make me sick, you weed! Well, I can't help noticing that you insult me and then you're polite to me alternately. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Your_Lion Posted October 16, 2013 Share Posted October 16, 2013 Mr. Bartlett, I fail to see the relevance of your last witness. A Mr Barklit, to see you, sir. Barr-at-elett ... Barkit...Baffle... Bartlett... A Mr Bartlett to see you, sir. I certainly wouldn't say that I was stuck in a rut.I don't get a million dollars to act out of a trench. I played Miss St John the Baptist in a trench, and I played Miss Napoleon Bonaparte in a trench, and I played Miss Alexander Fleming in a furrow so if you want this scene played out of a trench, well you just get yourself a goddamn stuntman.What? It's acting innit? Well, I'm a plumber. I can't act. And now the moment you have been waiting for! Your chance to be like Sir Lawrence Olivier, Sir Alec Guiness, and Laurence Harvey in the privacy of your own living room. Yes, all you need is this record and the script supplied with it and you too can be a great actor.Come on you dogs, we have time to lose, this has gone too far. :ebert:Er yes ... well ... you've not quite got the hang of that, have you.Up on the table! Arms out, fingers together, knees bent, now, head well forward. Now, flap your arms. Go on, flap, faster... faster... faster... faster, faster, faster, faster - now jump!Rotten. Rotten. You're no bloody use at all. You're an utter bloody wash-out. You make me sick, you weed! Well, I can't help noticing that you insult me and then you're polite to me alternately.If I said you had a beautiful body, would you hold it against me? I am no longer infected. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Citizen of the World Posted October 16, 2013 Author Share Posted October 16, 2013 Mr. Bartlett, I fail to see the relevance of your last witness. A Mr Barklit, to see you, sir. Barr-at-elett ... Barkit...Baffle... Bartlett... A Mr Bartlett to see you, sir. I certainly wouldn't say that I was stuck in a rut.I don't get a million dollars to act out of a trench. I played Miss St John the Baptist in a trench, and I played Miss Napoleon Bonaparte in a trench, and I played Miss Alexander Fleming in a furrow so if you want this scene played out of a trench, well you just get yourself a goddamn stuntman.What? It's acting innit? Well, I'm a plumber. I can't act. And now the moment you have been waiting for! Your chance to be like Sir Lawrence Olivier, Sir Alec Guiness, and Laurence Harvey in the privacy of your own living room. Yes, all you need is this record and the script supplied with it and you too can be a great actor.Come on you dogs, we have time to lose, this has gone too far. :ebert:Er yes ... well ... you've not quite got the hang of that, have you.Up on the table! Arms out, fingers together, knees bent, now, head well forward. Now, flap your arms. Go on, flap, faster... faster... faster... faster, faster, faster, faster - now jump!Rotten. Rotten. You're no bloody use at all. You're an utter bloody wash-out. You make me sick, you weed! Well, I can't help noticing that you insult me and then you're polite to me alternately.If I said you had a beautiful body, would you hold it against me? I am no longer infected. And now ten seconds of sex..........alright you can stop now Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Your_Lion Posted October 16, 2013 Share Posted October 16, 2013 Mr. Bartlett, I fail to see the relevance of your last witness. A Mr Barklit, to see you, sir. Barr-at-elett ... Barkit...Baffle... Bartlett... A Mr Bartlett to see you, sir. I certainly wouldn't say that I was stuck in a rut.I don't get a million dollars to act out of a trench. I played Miss St John the Baptist in a trench, and I played Miss Napoleon Bonaparte in a trench, and I played Miss Alexander Fleming in a furrow so if you want this scene played out of a trench, well you just get yourself a goddamn stuntman.What? It's acting innit? Well, I'm a plumber. I can't act. And now the moment you have been waiting for! Your chance to be like Sir Lawrence Olivier, Sir Alec Guiness, and Laurence Harvey in the privacy of your own living room. Yes, all you need is this record and the script supplied with it and you too can be a great actor.Come on you dogs, we have time to lose, this has gone too far. :ebert:Er yes ... well ... you've not quite got the hang of that, have you.Up on the table! Arms out, fingers together, knees bent, now, head well forward. Now, flap your arms. Go on, flap, faster... faster... faster... faster, faster, faster, faster - now jump!Rotten. Rotten. You're no bloody use at all. You're an utter bloody wash-out. You make me sick, you weed! Well, I can't help noticing that you insult me and then you're polite to me alternately.If I said you had a beautiful body, would you hold it against me? I am no longer infected. And now ten seconds of sex..........alright you can stop nowI can go down the road any time I want and walk into Harry's and hold my head up high, and say in a loud steady voice: 'Harry I want you to sell me a condom. In fact today I think I'll have a French Tickler, for I am a Protestant...' Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
blackhawkrush Posted October 16, 2013 Share Posted October 16, 2013 Mr. Bartlett, I fail to see the relevance of your last witness. A Mr Barklit, to see you, sir. Barr-at-elett ... Barkit...Baffle... Bartlett... A Mr Bartlett to see you, sir. I certainly wouldn't say that I was stuck in a rut.I don't get a million dollars to act out of a trench. I played Miss St John the Baptist in a trench, and I played Miss Napoleon Bonaparte in a trench, and I played Miss Alexander Fleming in a furrow so if you want this scene played out of a trench, well you just get yourself a goddamn stuntman.What? It's acting innit? Well, I'm a plumber. I can't act. And now the moment you have been waiting for! Your chance to be like Sir Lawrence Olivier, Sir Alec Guiness, and Laurence Harvey in the privacy of your own living room. Yes, all you need is this record and the script supplied with it and you too can be a great actor.Come on you dogs, we have time to lose, this has gone too far. :ebert:Er yes ... well ... you've not quite got the hang of that, have you.Up on the table! Arms out, fingers together, knees bent, now, head well forward. Now, flap your arms. Go on, flap, faster... faster... faster... faster, faster, faster, faster - now jump!Rotten. Rotten. You're no bloody use at all. You're an utter bloody wash-out. You make me sick, you weed! Well, I can't help noticing that you insult me and then you're polite to me alternately.If I said you had a beautiful body, would you hold it against me? I am no longer infected. And now ten seconds of sex..........alright you can stop nowI can go down the road any time I want and walk into Harry's and hold my head up high, and say in a loud steady voice: 'Harry I want you to sell me a condom. In fact today I think I'll have a French Tickler, for I am a Protestant...'Look! I must warn you that anything you may say will be ignored. :zzz: Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Your_Lion Posted October 16, 2013 Share Posted October 16, 2013 Mr. Bartlett, I fail to see the relevance of your last witness. A Mr Barklit, to see you, sir. Barr-at-elett ... Barkit...Baffle... Bartlett... A Mr Bartlett to see you, sir. I certainly wouldn't say that I was stuck in a rut.I don't get a million dollars to act out of a trench. I played Miss St John the Baptist in a trench, and I played Miss Napoleon Bonaparte in a trench, and I played Miss Alexander Fleming in a furrow so if you want this scene played out of a trench, well you just get yourself a goddamn stuntman.What? It's acting innit? Well, I'm a plumber. I can't act. And now the moment you have been waiting for! Your chance to be like Sir Lawrence Olivier, Sir Alec Guiness, and Laurence Harvey in the privacy of your own living room. Yes, all you need is this record and the script supplied with it and you too can be a great actor.Come on you dogs, we have time to lose, this has gone too far. :ebert:Er yes ... well ... you've not quite got the hang of that, have you.Up on the table! Arms out, fingers together, knees bent, now, head well forward. Now, flap your arms. Go on, flap, faster... faster... faster... faster, faster, faster, faster - now jump!Rotten. Rotten. You're no bloody use at all. You're an utter bloody wash-out. You make me sick, you weed! Well, I can't help noticing that you insult me and then you're polite to me alternately.If I said you had a beautiful body, would you hold it against me? I am no longer infected. And now ten seconds of sex..........alright you can stop nowI can go down the road any time I want and walk into Harry's and hold my head up high, and say in a loud steady voice: 'Harry I want you to sell me a condom. In fact today I think I'll have a French Tickler, for I am a Protestant...'Look! I must warn you that anything you may say will be ignored. :zzz:Well, for a start, at the office where I work I can be sitting at my desk all day and the others totally ignore me. At home, even though we are in the same room, my wife does not speak to me for hours, people pass me by in the street without a glance in my direction, and I can walk into a room without... Even now you yourself, you do hardly notice me... 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
blackhawkrush Posted October 16, 2013 Share Posted October 16, 2013 Mr. Bartlett, I fail to see the relevance of your last witness. A Mr Barklit, to see you, sir. Barr-at-elett ... Barkit...Baffle... Bartlett... A Mr Bartlett to see you, sir. I certainly wouldn't say that I was stuck in a rut.I don't get a million dollars to act out of a trench. I played Miss St John the Baptist in a trench, and I played Miss Napoleon Bonaparte in a trench, and I played Miss Alexander Fleming in a furrow so if you want this scene played out of a trench, well you just get yourself a goddamn stuntman.What? It's acting innit? Well, I'm a plumber. I can't act. And now the moment you have been waiting for! Your chance to be like Sir Lawrence Olivier, Sir Alec Guiness, and Laurence Harvey in the privacy of your own living room. Yes, all you need is this record and the script supplied with it and you too can be a great actor.Come on you dogs, we have time to lose, this has gone too far. :ebert:Er yes ... well ... you've not quite got the hang of that, have you.Up on the table! Arms out, fingers together, knees bent, now, head well forward. Now, flap your arms. Go on, flap, faster... faster... faster... faster, faster, faster, faster - now jump!Rotten. Rotten. You're no bloody use at all. You're an utter bloody wash-out. You make me sick, you weed! Well, I can't help noticing that you insult me and then you're polite to me alternately.If I said you had a beautiful body, would you hold it against me? I am no longer infected. And now ten seconds of sex..........alright you can stop nowI can go down the road any time I want and walk into Harry's and hold my head up high, and say in a loud steady voice: 'Harry I want you to sell me a condom. In fact today I think I'll have a French Tickler, for I am a Protestant...'Look! I must warn you that anything you may say will be ignored. :zzz:Well, for a start, at the office where I work I can be sitting at my desk all day and the others totally ignore me. At home, even though we are in the same room, my wife does not speak to me for hours, people pass me by in the street without a glance in my direction, and I can walk into a room without... Even now you yourself, you do hardly notice me... Mr. Aldridge, you were a ...you are a stockbroker of 10 Savundra Close, Wimbledon. :P Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Citizen of the World Posted October 17, 2013 Author Share Posted October 17, 2013 Mr. Bartlett, I fail to see the relevance of your last witness. A Mr Barklit, to see you, sir. Barr-at-elett ... Barkit...Baffle... Bartlett... A Mr Bartlett to see you, sir. I certainly wouldn't say that I was stuck in a rut.I don't get a million dollars to act out of a trench. I played Miss St John the Baptist in a trench, and I played Miss Napoleon Bonaparte in a trench, and I played Miss Alexander Fleming in a furrow so if you want this scene played out of a trench, well you just get yourself a goddamn stuntman.What? It's acting innit? Well, I'm a plumber. I can't act. And now the moment you have been waiting for! Your chance to be like Sir Lawrence Olivier, Sir Alec Guiness, and Laurence Harvey in the privacy of your own living room. Yes, all you need is this record and the script supplied with it and you too can be a great actor.Come on you dogs, we have time to lose, this has gone too far. :ebert:Er yes ... well ... you've not quite got the hang of that, have you.Up on the table! Arms out, fingers together, knees bent, now, head well forward. Now, flap your arms. Go on, flap, faster... faster... faster... faster, faster, faster, faster - now jump!Rotten. Rotten. You're no bloody use at all. You're an utter bloody wash-out. You make me sick, you weed! Well, I can't help noticing that you insult me and then you're polite to me alternately.If I said you had a beautiful body, would you hold it against me? I am no longer infected. And now ten seconds of sex..........alright you can stop nowI can go down the road any time I want and walk into Harry's and hold my head up high, and say in a loud steady voice: 'Harry I want you to sell me a condom. In fact today I think I'll have a French Tickler, for I am a Protestant...'Look! I must warn you that anything you may say will be ignored. :zzz:Well, for a start, at the office where I work I can be sitting at my desk all day and the others totally ignore me. At home, even though we are in the same room, my wife does not speak to me for hours, people pass me by in the street without a glance in my direction, and I can walk into a room without... Even now you yourself, you do hardly notice me... Mr. Aldridge, you were a ...you are a stockbroker of 10 Savundra Close, Wimbledon. :PYou don't think it might be better if you worked your way towards lion taming, say, via banking? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
blackhawkrush Posted October 17, 2013 Share Posted October 17, 2013 Mr. Bartlett, I fail to see the relevance of your last witness. A Mr Barklit, to see you, sir. Barr-at-elett ... Barkit...Baffle... Bartlett... A Mr Bartlett to see you, sir. I certainly wouldn't say that I was stuck in a rut.I don't get a million dollars to act out of a trench. I played Miss St John the Baptist in a trench, and I played Miss Napoleon Bonaparte in a trench, and I played Miss Alexander Fleming in a furrow so if you want this scene played out of a trench, well you just get yourself a goddamn stuntman.What? It's acting innit? Well, I'm a plumber. I can't act. And now the moment you have been waiting for! Your chance to be like Sir Lawrence Olivier, Sir Alec Guiness, and Laurence Harvey in the privacy of your own living room. Yes, all you need is this record and the script supplied with it and you too can be a great actor.Come on you dogs, we have time to lose, this has gone too far. :ebert:Er yes ... well ... you've not quite got the hang of that, have you.Up on the table! Arms out, fingers together, knees bent, now, head well forward. Now, flap your arms. Go on, flap, faster... faster... faster... faster, faster, faster, faster - now jump!Rotten. Rotten. You're no bloody use at all. You're an utter bloody wash-out. You make me sick, you weed! Well, I can't help noticing that you insult me and then you're polite to me alternately.If I said you had a beautiful body, would you hold it against me? I am no longer infected. And now ten seconds of sex..........alright you can stop nowI can go down the road any time I want and walk into Harry's and hold my head up high, and say in a loud steady voice: 'Harry I want you to sell me a condom. In fact today I think I'll have a French Tickler, for I am a Protestant...'Look! I must warn you that anything you may say will be ignored. :zzz:Well, for a start, at the office where I work I can be sitting at my desk all day and the others totally ignore me. At home, even though we are in the same room, my wife does not speak to me for hours, people pass me by in the street without a glance in my direction, and I can walk into a room without... Even now you yourself, you do hardly notice me... Mr. Aldridge, you were a ...you are a stockbroker of 10 Savundra Close, Wimbledon. :PYou don't think it might be better if you worked your way towards lion taming, say, via banking?Er...I forget my name for the moment but I am a merchant banker. :hi: Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Citizen of the World Posted October 17, 2013 Author Share Posted October 17, 2013 Mr. Bartlett, I fail to see the relevance of your last witness. A Mr Barklit, to see you, sir. Barr-at-elett ... Barkit...Baffle... Bartlett... A Mr Bartlett to see you, sir. I certainly wouldn't say that I was stuck in a rut.I don't get a million dollars to act out of a trench. I played Miss St John the Baptist in a trench, and I played Miss Napoleon Bonaparte in a trench, and I played Miss Alexander Fleming in a furrow so if you want this scene played out of a trench, well you just get yourself a goddamn stuntman.What? It's acting innit? Well, I'm a plumber. I can't act. And now the moment you have been waiting for! Your chance to be like Sir Lawrence Olivier, Sir Alec Guiness, and Laurence Harvey in the privacy of your own living room. Yes, all you need is this record and the script supplied with it and you too can be a great actor.Come on you dogs, we have time to lose, this has gone too far. :ebert:Er yes ... well ... you've not quite got the hang of that, have you.Up on the table! Arms out, fingers together, knees bent, now, head well forward. Now, flap your arms. Go on, flap, faster... faster... faster... faster, faster, faster, faster - now jump!Rotten. Rotten. You're no bloody use at all. You're an utter bloody wash-out. You make me sick, you weed! Well, I can't help noticing that you insult me and then you're polite to me alternately.If I said you had a beautiful body, would you hold it against me? I am no longer infected. And now ten seconds of sex..........alright you can stop nowI can go down the road any time I want and walk into Harry's and hold my head up high, and say in a loud steady voice: 'Harry I want you to sell me a condom. In fact today I think I'll have a French Tickler, for I am a Protestant...'Look! I must warn you that anything you may say will be ignored. :zzz:Well, for a start, at the office where I work I can be sitting at my desk all day and the others totally ignore me. At home, even though we are in the same room, my wife does not speak to me for hours, people pass me by in the street without a glance in my direction, and I can walk into a room without... Even now you yourself, you do hardly notice me... Mr. Aldridge, you were a ...you are a stockbroker of 10 Savundra Close, Wimbledon. :PYou don't think it might be better if you worked your way towards lion taming, say, via banking?Er...I forget my name for the moment but I am a merchant banker. :hi:That's the trouble of having a surname like Git. 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Your_Lion Posted October 17, 2013 Share Posted October 17, 2013 Mr. Bartlett, I fail to see the relevance of your last witness. A Mr Barklit, to see you, sir. Barr-at-elett ... Barkit...Baffle... Bartlett... A Mr Bartlett to see you, sir. I certainly wouldn't say that I was stuck in a rut.I don't get a million dollars to act out of a trench. I played Miss St John the Baptist in a trench, and I played Miss Napoleon Bonaparte in a trench, and I played Miss Alexander Fleming in a furrow so if you want this scene played out of a trench, well you just get yourself a goddamn stuntman.What? It's acting innit? Well, I'm a plumber. I can't act. And now the moment you have been waiting for! Your chance to be like Sir Lawrence Olivier, Sir Alec Guiness, and Laurence Harvey in the privacy of your own living room. Yes, all you need is this record and the script supplied with it and you too can be a great actor.Come on you dogs, we have time to lose, this has gone too far. :ebert:Er yes ... well ... you've not quite got the hang of that, have you.Up on the table! Arms out, fingers together, knees bent, now, head well forward. Now, flap your arms. Go on, flap, faster... faster... faster... faster, faster, faster, faster - now jump!Rotten. Rotten. You're no bloody use at all. You're an utter bloody wash-out. You make me sick, you weed! Well, I can't help noticing that you insult me and then you're polite to me alternately.If I said you had a beautiful body, would you hold it against me? I am no longer infected. And now ten seconds of sex..........alright you can stop nowI can go down the road any time I want and walk into Harry's and hold my head up high, and say in a loud steady voice: 'Harry I want you to sell me a condom. In fact today I think I'll have a French Tickler, for I am a Protestant...'Look! I must warn you that anything you may say will be ignored. :zzz:Well, for a start, at the office where I work I can be sitting at my desk all day and the others totally ignore me. At home, even though we are in the same room, my wife does not speak to me for hours, people pass me by in the street without a glance in my direction, and I can walk into a room without... Even now you yourself, you do hardly notice me... Mr. Aldridge, you were a ...you are a stockbroker of 10 Savundra Close, Wimbledon. :PYou don't think it might be better if you worked your way towards lion taming, say, via banking?Er...I forget my name for the moment but I am a merchant banker. :hi:That's the trouble of having a surname like Git.Well it says 'Crump' here. Don't it, Harry? It's on the invoice. Definitely Crump. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Citizen of the World Posted October 17, 2013 Author Share Posted October 17, 2013 Mr. Bartlett, I fail to see the relevance of your last witness. A Mr Barklit, to see you, sir. Barr-at-elett ... Barkit...Baffle... Bartlett... A Mr Bartlett to see you, sir. I certainly wouldn't say that I was stuck in a rut.I don't get a million dollars to act out of a trench. I played Miss St John the Baptist in a trench, and I played Miss Napoleon Bonaparte in a trench, and I played Miss Alexander Fleming in a furrow so if you want this scene played out of a trench, well you just get yourself a goddamn stuntman.What? It's acting innit? Well, I'm a plumber. I can't act. And now the moment you have been waiting for! Your chance to be like Sir Lawrence Olivier, Sir Alec Guiness, and Laurence Harvey in the privacy of your own living room. Yes, all you need is this record and the script supplied with it and you too can be a great actor.Come on you dogs, we have time to lose, this has gone too far. :ebert:Er yes ... well ... you've not quite got the hang of that, have you.Up on the table! Arms out, fingers together, knees bent, now, head well forward. Now, flap your arms. Go on, flap, faster... faster... faster... faster, faster, faster, faster - now jump!Rotten. Rotten. You're no bloody use at all. You're an utter bloody wash-out. You make me sick, you weed! Well, I can't help noticing that you insult me and then you're polite to me alternately.If I said you had a beautiful body, would you hold it against me? I am no longer infected. And now ten seconds of sex..........alright you can stop nowI can go down the road any time I want and walk into Harry's and hold my head up high, and say in a loud steady voice: 'Harry I want you to sell me a condom. In fact today I think I'll have a French Tickler, for I am a Protestant...'Look! I must warn you that anything you may say will be ignored. :zzz:Well, for a start, at the office where I work I can be sitting at my desk all day and the others totally ignore me. At home, even though we are in the same room, my wife does not speak to me for hours, people pass me by in the street without a glance in my direction, and I can walk into a room without... Even now you yourself, you do hardly notice me... Mr. Aldridge, you were a ...you are a stockbroker of 10 Savundra Close, Wimbledon. :PYou don't think it might be better if you worked your way towards lion taming, say, via banking?Er...I forget my name for the moment but I am a merchant banker. :hi:That's the trouble of having a surname like Git.Well it says 'Crump' here. Don't it, Harry? It's on the invoice. Definitely Crump.You see, you unfortunately plumped for our 'Neverpay' policy, which, you know, if you never claim is very worthwhile...but you had to claim, and, well, there it is. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Your_Lion Posted October 17, 2013 Share Posted October 17, 2013 You see, you unfortunately plumped for our 'Neverpay' policy, which, you know, if you never claim is very worthwhile...but you had to claim, and, well, there it is. :( There's no more work, we're destitute. I've got no option but to sell you all for scientific experiments. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
blackhawkrush Posted October 17, 2013 Share Posted October 17, 2013 You see, you unfortunately plumped for our 'Neverpay' policy, which, you know, if you never claim is very worthwhile...but you had to claim, and, well, there it is. :( There's no more work, we're destitute. I've got no option but to sell you all for scientific experiments.Aye...we'd be able to afford writing paper with our names on it...we'd be able to buy the extension to the toilet. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
1-0-0-1-0-0-1 Posted October 17, 2013 Share Posted October 17, 2013 You see, you unfortunately plumped for our 'Neverpay' policy, which, you know, if you never claim is very worthwhile...but you had to claim, and, well, there it is. :( There's no more work, we're destitute. I've got no option but to sell you all for scientific experiments.Aye...we'd be able to afford writing paper with our names on it...we'd be able to buy the extension to the toilet. Them days we were glad to have the price of a cup of tea! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Your_Lion Posted October 17, 2013 Share Posted October 17, 2013 You see, you unfortunately plumped for our 'Neverpay' policy, which, you know, if you never claim is very worthwhile...but you had to claim, and, well, there it is. :( There's no more work, we're destitute. I've got no option but to sell you all for scientific experiments.Aye...we'd be able to afford writing paper with our names on it...we'd be able to buy the extension to the toilet. Them days we were glad to have the price of a cup of tea!I got up at five o'dock, I made myself a cup of tea, I looked out of the window. Well, by then I was so worn out I had to come and have a sit-down. I've been here for seven hours. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
blackhawkrush Posted October 17, 2013 Share Posted October 17, 2013 You see, you unfortunately plumped for our 'Neverpay' policy, which, you know, if you never claim is very worthwhile...but you had to claim, and, well, there it is. :( There's no more work, we're destitute. I've got no option but to sell you all for scientific experiments.Aye...we'd be able to afford writing paper with our names on it...we'd be able to buy the extension to the toilet. Them days we were glad to have the price of a cup of tea!I got up at five o'dock, I made myself a cup of tea, I looked out of the window. Well, by then I was so worn out I had to come and have a sit-down. I've been here for seven hours.The sands of time are running out for this delving dago, this savior of seek, perspicacious Paraguayan. He's still desperately cold and it's beginning to look like another gold for Britain. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Citizen of the World Posted October 17, 2013 Author Share Posted October 17, 2013 You see, you unfortunately plumped for our 'Neverpay' policy, which, you know, if you never claim is very worthwhile...but you had to claim, and, well, there it is. :( There's no more work, we're destitute. I've got no option but to sell you all for scientific experiments.Aye...we'd be able to afford writing paper with our names on it...we'd be able to buy the extension to the toilet. Them days we were glad to have the price of a cup of tea!I got up at five o'dock, I made myself a cup of tea, I looked out of the window. Well, by then I was so worn out I had to come and have a sit-down. I've been here for seven hours.The sands of time are running out for this delving dago, this savior of seek, perspicacious Paraguayan. He's still desperately cold and it's beginning to look like another gold for Britain. Dear Sir, I object strongly to the obvious athletic turn this thread has now taken. Why can't we hear more about the human body? There is nothing embarrassing or nasty about the human body except for the intestines and bits of the bottom. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
blackhawkrush Posted October 18, 2013 Share Posted October 18, 2013 You see, you unfortunately plumped for our 'Neverpay' policy, which, you know, if you never claim is very worthwhile...but you had to claim, and, well, there it is. :( There's no more work, we're destitute. I've got no option but to sell you all for scientific experiments.Aye...we'd be able to afford writing paper with our names on it...we'd be able to buy the extension to the toilet. Them days we were glad to have the price of a cup of tea!I got up at five o'dock, I made myself a cup of tea, I looked out of the window. Well, by then I was so worn out I had to come and have a sit-down. I've been here for seven hours.The sands of time are running out for this delving dago, this savior of seek, perspicacious Paraguayan. He's still desperately cold and it's beginning to look like another gold for Britain. Dear Sir, I object strongly to the obvious athletic turn this thread has now taken. Why can't we hear more about the human body? There is nothing embarrassing or nasty about the human body except for the intestines and bits of the bottom.I hope to God it works. Anyway, we shall know any minute now......... :drool: :drool: Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Your_Lion Posted October 18, 2013 Share Posted October 18, 2013 You see, you unfortunately plumped for our 'Neverpay' policy, which, you know, if you never claim is very worthwhile...but you had to claim, and, well, there it is. :( There's no more work, we're destitute. I've got no option but to sell you all for scientific experiments.Aye...we'd be able to afford writing paper with our names on it...we'd be able to buy the extension to the toilet. Them days we were glad to have the price of a cup of tea!I got up at five o'dock, I made myself a cup of tea, I looked out of the window. Well, by then I was so worn out I had to come and have a sit-down. I've been here for seven hours.The sands of time are running out for this delving dago, this savior of seek, perspicacious Paraguayan. He's still desperately cold and it's beginning to look like another gold for Britain. Dear Sir, I object strongly to the obvious athletic turn this thread has now taken. Why can't we hear more about the human body? There is nothing embarrassing or nasty about the human body except for the intestines and bits of the bottom.I hope to God it works. Anyway, we shall know any minute now......... :drool: :drool:There goes a brave man. Whether he comes out alive or not, this will surely be remembered as one of the most courageous and gallant acts in police history. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
blackhawkrush Posted October 18, 2013 Share Posted October 18, 2013 You see, you unfortunately plumped for our 'Neverpay' policy, which, you know, if you never claim is very worthwhile...but you had to claim, and, well, there it is. :( There's no more work, we're destitute. I've got no option but to sell you all for scientific experiments.Aye...we'd be able to afford writing paper with our names on it...we'd be able to buy the extension to the toilet. Them days we were glad to have the price of a cup of tea!I got up at five o'dock, I made myself a cup of tea, I looked out of the window. Well, by then I was so worn out I had to come and have a sit-down. I've been here for seven hours.The sands of time are running out for this delving dago, this savior of seek, perspicacious Paraguayan. He's still desperately cold and it's beginning to look like another gold for Britain. Dear Sir, I object strongly to the obvious athletic turn this thread has now taken. Why can't we hear more about the human body? There is nothing embarrassing or nasty about the human body except for the intestines and bits of the bottom.I hope to God it works. Anyway, we shall know any minute now......... :drool: :drool:There goes a brave man. Whether he comes out alive or not, this will surely be remembered as one of the most courageous and gallant acts in police history.Right! I'm taking that in for forensic examination. Because it might have been used as a murder weapon. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Your_Lion Posted October 19, 2013 Share Posted October 19, 2013 You see, you unfortunately plumped for our 'Neverpay' policy, which, you know, if you never claim is very worthwhile...but you had to claim, and, well, there it is. :( There's no more work, we're destitute. I've got no option but to sell you all for scientific experiments.Aye...we'd be able to afford writing paper with our names on it...we'd be able to buy the extension to the toilet. Them days we were glad to have the price of a cup of tea!I got up at five o'dock, I made myself a cup of tea, I looked out of the window. Well, by then I was so worn out I had to come and have a sit-down. I've been here for seven hours.The sands of time are running out for this delving dago, this savior of seek, perspicacious Paraguayan. He's still desperately cold and it's beginning to look like another gold for Britain. Dear Sir, I object strongly to the obvious athletic turn this thread has now taken. Why can't we hear more about the human body? There is nothing embarrassing or nasty about the human body except for the intestines and bits of the bottom.I hope to God it works. Anyway, we shall know any minute now......... :drool: :drool:There goes a brave man. Whether he comes out alive or not, this will surely be remembered as one of the most courageous and gallant acts in police history.Right! I'm taking that in for forensic examination. Because it might have been used as a murder weapon.So the murderer must be somebody in this room. Unless he had very long arms. Say thirty or forty feet. I think we can discount that one. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
blackhawkrush Posted October 19, 2013 Share Posted October 19, 2013 You see, you unfortunately plumped for our 'Neverpay' policy, which, you know, if you never claim is very worthwhile...but you had to claim, and, well, there it is. :( There's no more work, we're destitute. I've got no option but to sell you all for scientific experiments.Aye...we'd be able to afford writing paper with our names on it...we'd be able to buy the extension to the toilet. Them days we were glad to have the price of a cup of tea!I got up at five o'dock, I made myself a cup of tea, I looked out of the window. Well, by then I was so worn out I had to come and have a sit-down. I've been here for seven hours.The sands of time are running out for this delving dago, this savior of seek, perspicacious Paraguayan. He's still desperately cold and it's beginning to look like another gold for Britain. Dear Sir, I object strongly to the obvious athletic turn this thread has now taken. Why can't we hear more about the human body? There is nothing embarrassing or nasty about the human body except for the intestines and bits of the bottom.I hope to God it works. Anyway, we shall know any minute now......... :drool: :drool:There goes a brave man. Whether he comes out alive or not, this will surely be remembered as one of the most courageous and gallant acts in police history.Right! I'm taking that in for forensic examination. Because it might have been used as a murder weapon.So the murderer must be somebody in this room. Unless he had very long arms. Say thirty or forty feet. I think we can discount that one.The vote was unanimous. With one abstention. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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