Citizen of the World

He who is valiant and pure of spirit may find the Holy Grail in the Castle of Aaaaauuuuggggggh.

Better. Better. But 'waaaaaghh'! 'Waaaagh'! Hold your hands here ...

Mr. Ali (Citizen) Bayan, stark raving mad.

I mean, some people think I'm mad. The villagers say I'm mad, the tourists say I'm mad, well I am mad, but I'm naturally mad. I don't use any chemicals.

You`re all drunk. It`s disgusting. Out! The lot, out! Bursting in here with tales about oriental fortune tellers. Come on. Out!

Mr. Ibanez, perhaps you could put in a good word for so we could join a very smart Paris Hilton club. :unsure: We all very quiet at back, not say anything except shout "Hilton!", "Hilton!"

She's got a big bottom

Vicar Citizen! :tsk: As I was saying, how do you find the new vicarage?

ah yes. Past the post office. Two hundred yards down and then left at the light

Ah, hello Citizen, you don't know me, but I'm Ibanez from TRF. We were wondering if you'd come and answer the door in a sketch over there, in that sort of direction... You wouldn't have to do anything - just open the door and that's it.

lf l let you in you'll sell me encyclopedias.

Well, how about this, sir: "Bum Biters" or "Naughty Blueschica" or there's this one: IbanezJem, blackhawkrush and Citizen visit the Ark Royal.

The British Navy is one of the finest and most attractive and butchest fighting forces in the world. I love those white flared trousers and the feel of rough blue serge on those pert little buttocks!

Incontinentia. Incontinentia Buttocks.

The twenty-three-year-old hails from down under, where they're upside down about her.

She's a good Sheila, Bruce and not at all stuck up.

He who is valiant and pure of spirit may find the Holy Grail in the Castle of Aaaaauuuuggggggh.

Better. Better. But 'waaaaaghh'! 'Waaaagh'! Hold your hands here ...

Mr. Ali (Citizen) Bayan, stark raving mad.

I mean, some people think I'm mad. The villagers say I'm mad, the tourists say I'm mad, well I am mad, but I'm naturally mad. I don't use any chemicals.

You`re all drunk. It`s disgusting. Out! The lot, out! Bursting in here with tales about oriental fortune tellers. Come on. Out!

Mr. Ibanez, perhaps you could put in a good word for so we could join a very smart Paris Hilton club. :unsure: We all very quiet at back, not say anything except shout "Hilton!", "Hilton!"

She's got a big bottom

Vicar Citizen! :tsk: As I was saying, how do you find the new vicarage?

ah yes. Past the post office. Two hundred yards down and then left at the light

Ah, hello Citizen, you don't know me, but I'm Ibanez from TRF. We were wondering if you'd come and answer the door in a sketch over there, in that sort of direction... You wouldn't have to do anything - just open the door and that's it.

lf l let you in you'll sell me encyclopedias.

Well, how about this, sir: "Bum Biters" or "Naughty Blueschica" or there's this one: IbanezJem, blackhawkrush and Citizen visit the Ark Royal.

The British Navy is one of the finest and most attractive and butchest fighting forces in the world. I love those white flared trousers and the feel of rough blue serge on those pert little buttocks!

He who is valiant and pure of spirit may find the Holy Grail in the Castle of Aaaaauuuuggggggh.

Better. Better. But 'waaaaaghh'! 'Waaaagh'! Hold your hands here ...

Mr. Ali (Citizen) Bayan, stark raving mad.

I mean, some people think I'm mad. The villagers say I'm mad, the tourists say I'm mad, well I am mad, but I'm naturally mad. I don't use any chemicals.

You`re all drunk. It`s disgusting. Out! The lot, out! Bursting in here with tales about oriental fortune tellers. Come on. Out!

Mr. Ibanez, perhaps you could put in a good word for so we could join a very smart Paris Hilton club. :unsure: We all very quiet at back, not say anything except shout "Hilton!", "Hilton!"

She's got a big bottom

Vicar Citizen! :tsk: As I was saying, how do you find the new vicarage?

ah yes. Past the post office. Two hundred yards down and then left at the light

Ah, hello Citizen, you don't know me, but I'm Ibanez from TRF. We were wondering if you'd come and answer the door in a sketch over there, in that sort of direction... You wouldn't have to do anything - just open the door and that's it.

lf l let you in you'll sell me encyclopedias.

Here in Wisconsin, the Governor is even enforcing self-quarantine policies on the BIRDS.....

 

 

Looks like Wisconsin has all its ducks in a row. Or, gulls in a row. Work with me here.

How is it in New York, 73? Sounds bad there

He who is valiant and pure of spirit may find the Holy Grail in the Castle of Aaaaauuuuggggggh.

Better. Better. But 'waaaaaghh'! 'Waaaagh'! Hold your hands here ...

Mr. Ali (Citizen) Bayan, stark raving mad.

I mean, some people think I'm mad. The villagers say I'm mad, the tourists say I'm mad, well I am mad, but I'm naturally mad. I don't use any chemicals.

You`re all drunk. It`s disgusting. Out! The lot, out! Bursting in here with tales about oriental fortune tellers. Come on. Out!

Mr. Ibanez, perhaps you could put in a good word for so we could join a very smart Paris Hilton club. :unsure: We all very quiet at back, not say anything except shout "Hilton!", "Hilton!"

She's got a big bottom

Vicar Citizen! :tsk: As I was saying, how do you find the new vicarage?

ah yes. Past the post office. Two hundred yards down and then left at the light

He who is valiant and pure of spirit may find the Holy Grail in the Castle of Aaaaauuuuggggggh.

Better. Better. But 'waaaaaghh'! 'Waaaagh'! Hold your hands here ...

Mr. Ali (Citizen) Bayan, stark raving mad.

I mean, some people think I'm mad. The villagers say I'm mad, the tourists say I'm mad, well I am mad, but I'm naturally mad. I don't use any chemicals.

You`re all drunk. It`s disgusting. Out! The lot, out! Bursting in here with tales about oriental fortune tellers. Come on. Out!

Mr. Ibanez, perhaps you could put in a good word for so we could join a very smart Paris Hilton club. :unsure: We all very quiet at back, not say anything except shout "Hilton!", "Hilton!"

She's got a big bottom

He who is valiant and pure of spirit may find the Holy Grail in the Castle of Aaaaauuuuggggggh.

Better. Better. But 'waaaaaghh'! 'Waaaagh'! Hold your hands here ...

Mr. Ali (Citizen) Bayan, stark raving mad.

I mean, some people think I'm mad. The villagers say I'm mad, the tourists say I'm mad, well I am mad, but I'm naturally mad. I don't use any chemicals.

He who is valiant and pure of spirit may find the Holy Grail in the Castle of Aaaaauuuuggggggh.

Better. Better. But 'waaaaaghh'! 'Waaaagh'! Hold your hands here ...

...Your Majesty IbanezJem is like a stream of bat's piss.

I want you to move me to another cell.

It's ok, we're going to have another try. I think we've got it now. My boys have been looking down the wrong bit, you see. :wacko:

...Your Majesty IbanezJem is like a stream of bat's piss.

I want you to move me to another cell.

It's ok, we're going to have another try. I think we've got it now. My boys have been looking down the wrong bit, you see. :wacko:

Number eleven. More naughty bits

I don't have to be that accurate, I mean, if I hit you in that sort of area, like that, obviously, that's all right for me.

Ah, I know that, we all know that, what about a bit of artistic license?

You sit there on your loathsome, spotty behinds squeezing blackheads, not caring a tinker's cuss about the struggling artist.

Oh, heaven forbit. I am one who delights in all manifestations of the Terpsichorean muse.

So, let's just stop gabbing on about it. It's completely pointless and it's getting us nowhere!

What have we been doing wasting our lives with all this nonsense? Right, ok, thread adjourned forever! :outtahere:

Contempt of thread! However, I'm not going to punish you, because we're so short of posters at the moment, what with all of them emigrating to South Africa.

Ibanezjem had accidentally stumbled on a piece of anthropological history. It was the inhabitants of Hounslow who had made the great trek south to the sunnier pastures of Surbiton, and not vice versa, as he had originally surmised.

Don't forget...IbanezJem is six foot five.

Yes, that's right, blackhawkrush. It's all due to a trauma I suffered as a sboolboy. I was attacked by a Siamese bat.

Oh, there he goes again! "sboolboy" Oh, sitting on the "settee" with our "scones" and our "sboolboy".

May I just sidetrack for one moment. blackhawkrush, this, what shall I call it, nickname of yours. 'Two sheds'.

You say anything about that and I'll do you for treason of TRF. :codger:

Hoo hoo hoo ho. The little wascal has spiwit.

...Your Majesty IbanezJem is like a stream of bat's piss.

I want you to move me to another cell.

It's ok, we're going to have another try. I think we've got it now. My boys have been looking down the wrong bit, you see. :wacko:

...Your Majesty IbanezJem is like a stream of bat's piss.

I want you to move me to another cell.

It's ok, we're going to have another try. I think we've got it now. My boys have been looking down the wrong bit, you see. :wacko:

Number eleven. More naughty bits

I don't have to be that accurate, I mean, if I hit you in that sort of area, like that, obviously, that's all right for me.

Ah, I know that, we all know that, what about a bit of artistic license?

You sit there on your loathsome, spotty behinds squeezing blackheads, not caring a tinker's cuss about the struggling artist.

Oh, heaven forbit. I am one who delights in all manifestations of the Terpsichorean muse.

So, let's just stop gabbing on about it. It's completely pointless and it's getting us nowhere!

What have we been doing wasting our lives with all this nonsense? Right, ok, thread adjourned forever! :outtahere:

Contempt of thread! However, I'm not going to punish you, because we're so short of posters at the moment, what with all of them emigrating to South Africa.

Ibanezjem had accidentally stumbled on a piece of anthropological history. It was the inhabitants of Hounslow who had made the great trek south to the sunnier pastures of Surbiton, and not vice versa, as he had originally surmised.

Don't forget...IbanezJem is six foot five.

Yes, that's right, blackhawkrush. It's all due to a trauma I suffered as a sboolboy. I was attacked by a Siamese bat.

Oh, there he goes again! "sboolboy" Oh, sitting on the "settee" with our "scones" and our "sboolboy".

May I just sidetrack for one moment. blackhawkrush, this, what shall I call it, nickname of yours. 'Two sheds'.

...Your Majesty IbanezJem is like a stream of bat's piss.

I want you to move me to another cell.

It's ok, we're going to have another try. I think we've got it now. My boys have been looking down the wrong bit, you see. :wacko:

...Your Majesty IbanezJem is like a stream of bat's piss.

I want you to move me to another cell.

It's ok, we're going to have another try. I think we've got it now. My boys have been looking down the wrong bit, you see. :wacko:

Number eleven. More naughty bits

I don't have to be that accurate, I mean, if I hit you in that sort of area, like that, obviously, that's all right for me.

Ah, I know that, we all know that, what about a bit of artistic license?

You sit there on your loathsome, spotty behinds squeezing blackheads, not caring a tinker's cuss about the struggling artist.

Oh, heaven forbit. I am one who delights in all manifestations of the Terpsichorean muse.

So, let's just stop gabbing on about it. It's completely pointless and it's getting us nowhere!

What have we been doing wasting our lives with all this nonsense? Right, ok, thread adjourned forever! :outtahere:

Contempt of thread! However, I'm not going to punish you, because we're so short of posters at the moment, what with all of them emigrating to South Africa.

Ibanezjem had accidentally stumbled on a piece of anthropological history. It was the inhabitants of Hounslow who had made the great trek south to the sunnier pastures of Surbiton, and not vice versa, as he had originally surmised.

...Your Majesty IbanezJem is like a stream of bat's piss.

I want you to move me to another cell.

It's ok, we're going to have another try. I think we've got it now. My boys have been looking down the wrong bit, you see. :wacko:

...Your Majesty IbanezJem is like a stream of bat's piss.

I want you to move me to another cell.

It's ok, we're going to have another try. I think we've got it now. My boys have been looking down the wrong bit, you see. :wacko:

Number eleven. More naughty bits

I don't have to be that accurate, I mean, if I hit you in that sort of area, like that, obviously, that's all right for me.

Ah, I know that, we all know that, what about a bit of artistic license?

You sit there on your loathsome, spotty behinds squeezing blackheads, not caring a tinker's cuss about the struggling artist.

...Your Majesty IbanezJem is like a stream of bat's piss.

I want you to move me to another cell.

It's ok, we're going to have another try. I think we've got it now. My boys have been looking down the wrong bit, you see. :wacko:

...Your Majesty IbanezJem is like a stream of bat's piss.

I want you to move me to another cell.

It's ok, we're going to have another try. I think we've got it now. My boys have been looking down the wrong bit, you see. :wacko:

Number eleven. More naughty bits

Ah, I've found another bottle. You can have some now if you want to. Or you don't have to. I can drink the whole bottle.

Yeah, I'll have six bottles of Château Latour Forty-five...and a double Jeroboam of champagne

I'm afraid we never have that at the end of the week, sir. We get it fresh on Monday.

Well, I'm afraid it didn't come in this morning, sir. But we have got some down at our Kensington branch. I'll just nip down there and get it for you.

Citizen has been gone for six months now...we have heard nothing. He had only on a towel, you know.

He puts on women's clothing

And hangs around.... In bars

...where everybody was happy and singing all day long, and nobody saw the big bad rabbit ever again. :ebert:

Citizen`s right at the head of the field, and now he's going to shoot the rabbit, and these rabbits have been tied to the ground, and they're going to be a bit frisky, and this is only a one-day event. And they're blazing away there. They're not getting quite the results that they might, blackhawkrush is in there trying to bash it to death with the butt of his rifle, and I think Ibanez`s in there with his bare hands, but they're not getting the results that they might, but it is a little bit misty today and they must be shooting from a range of at least one foot.

I always preferred the outdoor life. Hunting, shooting, fishing. Getting out there with a gun, slaughtering a few of God's creatures - that was the life. Charging about the moorland, blasting their heads off.

Citizen can rip your belly open before you can say 'Eric Robinson.'

I warned you, but did you listen to me? Oh, no, you knew it all, didn't you? Oh, it's just a harmless little Citizen, isn't it? Well, it's always the same. I always tell them--

He's going to tell! He's going to tell! He's going to tell! He's going to tell about his great escape. Oh, he fell a long, long way, but he's here with us today. :hi:

you detail three men, start digging and load them up with cutlery, and then we'll have a rota, we'll have two hours digging, two hours vaulting and then two hours sleeping

I want to apologize, humbly, deeply, and sincerely about the fork.

And don't apologize. Every time I try to talk to someone it's "sorry this" and "forgive me that"

Can I call you Frank?

There are some who call me... 'Tim'?

Dim! Consternation! Uproar! :o

sheep are very dim. Once they get an idea in their heads, there's no shifting it.

Just as I thought. Not clever enough my fine friend. Come on, Concorde!

Oh, do hurry Sir IbanezJem, your train leaves in twenty-eight minutes, and if you miss the 10.15 you won't catch the 3.45 which means ...

Ah, I've found another bottle. You can have some now if you want to. Or you don't have to. I can drink the whole bottle.

Yeah, I'll have six bottles of Château Latour Forty-five...and a double Jeroboam of champagne

I'm afraid we never have that at the end of the week, sir. We get it fresh on Monday.

Well, I'm afraid it didn't come in this morning, sir. But we have got some down at our Kensington branch. I'll just nip down there and get it for you.

Citizen has been gone for six months now...we have heard nothing. He had only on a towel, you know.

He puts on women's clothing

And hangs around.... In bars

...where everybody was happy and singing all day long, and nobody saw the big bad rabbit ever again. :ebert:

Citizen`s right at the head of the field, and now he's going to shoot the rabbit, and these rabbits have been tied to the ground, and they're going to be a bit frisky, and this is only a one-day event. And they're blazing away there. They're not getting quite the results that they might, blackhawkrush is in there trying to bash it to death with the butt of his rifle, and I think Ibanez`s in there with his bare hands, but they're not getting the results that they might, but it is a little bit misty today and they must be shooting from a range of at least one foot.

I always preferred the outdoor life. Hunting, shooting, fishing. Getting out there with a gun, slaughtering a few of God's creatures - that was the life. Charging about the moorland, blasting their heads off.

Citizen can rip your belly open before you can say 'Eric Robinson.'

I warned you, but did you listen to me? Oh, no, you knew it all, didn't you? Oh, it's just a harmless little Citizen, isn't it? Well, it's always the same. I always tell them--

He's going to tell! He's going to tell! He's going to tell! He's going to tell about his great escape. Oh, he fell a long, long way, but he's here with us today. :hi:

you detail three men, start digging and load them up with cutlery, and then we'll have a rota, we'll have two hours digging, two hours vaulting and then two hours sleeping

I want to apologize, humbly, deeply, and sincerely about the fork.

And don't apologize. Every time I try to talk to someone it's "sorry this" and "forgive me that"

Can I call you Frank?

There are some who call me... 'Tim'?

Dim! Consternation! Uproar! :o

sheep are very dim. Once they get an idea in their heads, there's no shifting it.

Ah, I've found another bottle. You can have some now if you want to. Or you don't have to. I can drink the whole bottle.

Yeah, I'll have six bottles of Château Latour Forty-five...and a double Jeroboam of champagne

I'm afraid we never have that at the end of the week, sir. We get it fresh on Monday.

Well, I'm afraid it didn't come in this morning, sir. But we have got some down at our Kensington branch. I'll just nip down there and get it for you.

Citizen has been gone for six months now...we have heard nothing. He had only on a towel, you know.

He puts on women's clothing

And hangs around.... In bars

...where everybody was happy and singing all day long, and nobody saw the big bad rabbit ever again. :ebert:

Citizen`s right at the head of the field, and now he's going to shoot the rabbit, and these rabbits have been tied to the ground, and they're going to be a bit frisky, and this is only a one-day event. And they're blazing away there. They're not getting quite the results that they might, blackhawkrush is in there trying to bash it to death with the butt of his rifle, and I think Ibanez`s in there with his bare hands, but they're not getting the results that they might, but it is a little bit misty today and they must be shooting from a range of at least one foot.

I always preferred the outdoor life. Hunting, shooting, fishing. Getting out there with a gun, slaughtering a few of God's creatures - that was the life. Charging about the moorland, blasting their heads off.

Citizen can rip your belly open before you can say 'Eric Robinson.'

I warned you, but did you listen to me? Oh, no, you knew it all, didn't you? Oh, it's just a harmless little Citizen, isn't it? Well, it's always the same. I always tell them--

He's going to tell! He's going to tell! He's going to tell! He's going to tell about his great escape. Oh, he fell a long, long way, but he's here with us today. :hi:

you detail three men, start digging and load them up with cutlery, and then we'll have a rota, we'll have two hours digging, two hours vaulting and then two hours sleeping

I want to apologize, humbly, deeply, and sincerely about the fork.

And don't apologize. Every time I try to talk to someone it's "sorry this" and "forgive me that"

Can I call you Frank?

There are some who call me... 'Tim'?

"My Corona"

The Weapon?

 

I guess Sing a Song by Earth Wind and Fire would be R&B not disco.

 

Diana Ross - Love Hangover

Ah, I've found another bottle. You can have some now if you want to. Or you don't have to. I can drink the whole bottle.

Yeah, I'll have six bottles of Château Latour Forty-five...and a double Jeroboam of champagne

I'm afraid we never have that at the end of the week, sir. We get it fresh on Monday.

Well, I'm afraid it didn't come in this morning, sir. But we have got some down at our Kensington branch. I'll just nip down there and get it for you.

Citizen has been gone for six months now...we have heard nothing. He had only on a towel, you know.

He puts on women's clothing

And hangs around.... In bars

...where everybody was happy and singing all day long, and nobody saw the big bad rabbit ever again. :ebert:

Citizen`s right at the head of the field, and now he's going to shoot the rabbit, and these rabbits have been tied to the ground, and they're going to be a bit frisky, and this is only a one-day event. And they're blazing away there. They're not getting quite the results that they might, blackhawkrush is in there trying to bash it to death with the butt of his rifle, and I think Ibanez`s in there with his bare hands, but they're not getting the results that they might, but it is a little bit misty today and they must be shooting from a range of at least one foot.

I always preferred the outdoor life. Hunting, shooting, fishing. Getting out there with a gun, slaughtering a few of God's creatures - that was the life. Charging about the moorland, blasting their heads off.

Citizen can rip your belly open before you can say 'Eric Robinson.'

I warned you, but did you listen to me? Oh, no, you knew it all, didn't you? Oh, it's just a harmless little Citizen, isn't it? Well, it's always the same. I always tell them--

He's going to tell! He's going to tell! He's going to tell! He's going to tell about his great escape. Oh, he fell a long, long way, but he's here with us today. :hi:

you detail three men, start digging and load them up with cutlery, and then we'll have a rota, we'll have two hours digging, two hours vaulting and then two hours sleeping

I want to apologize, humbly, deeply, and sincerely about the fork.

And don't apologize. Every time I try to talk to someone it's "sorry this" and "forgive me that"

Ah, I've found another bottle. You can have some now if you want to. Or you don't have to. I can drink the whole bottle.

Yeah, I'll have six bottles of Château Latour Forty-five...and a double Jeroboam of champagne

I'm afraid we never have that at the end of the week, sir. We get it fresh on Monday.

Well, I'm afraid it didn't come in this morning, sir. But we have got some down at our Kensington branch. I'll just nip down there and get it for you.

Citizen has been gone for six months now...we have heard nothing. He had only on a towel, you know.

He puts on women's clothing

And hangs around.... In bars

...where everybody was happy and singing all day long, and nobody saw the big bad rabbit ever again. :ebert:

Citizen`s right at the head of the field, and now he's going to shoot the rabbit, and these rabbits have been tied to the ground, and they're going to be a bit frisky, and this is only a one-day event. And they're blazing away there. They're not getting quite the results that they might, blackhawkrush is in there trying to bash it to death with the butt of his rifle, and I think Ibanez`s in there with his bare hands, but they're not getting the results that they might, but it is a little bit misty today and they must be shooting from a range of at least one foot.

I always preferred the outdoor life. Hunting, shooting, fishing. Getting out there with a gun, slaughtering a few of God's creatures - that was the life. Charging about the moorland, blasting their heads off.

Citizen can rip your belly open before you can say 'Eric Robinson.'

I warned you, but did you listen to me? Oh, no, you knew it all, didn't you? Oh, it's just a harmless little Citizen, isn't it? Well, it's always the same. I always tell them--

He's going to tell! He's going to tell! He's going to tell! He's going to tell about his great escape. Oh, he fell a long, long way, but he's here with us today. :hi:

you detail three men, start digging and load them up with cutlery, and then we'll have a rota, we'll have two hours digging, two hours vaulting and then two hours sleeping

Ah, I've found another bottle. You can have some now if you want to. Or you don't have to. I can drink the whole bottle.

Yeah, I'll have six bottles of Château Latour Forty-five...and a double Jeroboam of champagne

I'm afraid we never have that at the end of the week, sir. We get it fresh on Monday.

Well, I'm afraid it didn't come in this morning, sir. But we have got some down at our Kensington branch. I'll just nip down there and get it for you.

Citizen has been gone for six months now...we have heard nothing. He had only on a towel, you know.

He puts on women's clothing

And hangs around.... In bars

...where everybody was happy and singing all day long, and nobody saw the big bad rabbit ever again. :ebert:

Citizen`s right at the head of the field, and now he's going to shoot the rabbit, and these rabbits have been tied to the ground, and they're going to be a bit frisky, and this is only a one-day event. And they're blazing away there. They're not getting quite the results that they might, blackhawkrush is in there trying to bash it to death with the butt of his rifle, and I think Ibanez`s in there with his bare hands, but they're not getting the results that they might, but it is a little bit misty today and they must be shooting from a range of at least one foot.

I always preferred the outdoor life. Hunting, shooting, fishing. Getting out there with a gun, slaughtering a few of God's creatures - that was the life. Charging about the moorland, blasting their heads off.

Citizen can rip your belly open before you can say 'Eric Robinson.'

I warned you, but did you listen to me? Oh, no, you knew it all, didn't you? Oh, it's just a harmless little Citizen, isn't it? Well, it's always the same. I always tell them--

Ah, I've found another bottle. You can have some now if you want to. Or you don't have to. I can drink the whole bottle.

Yeah, I'll have six bottles of Château Latour Forty-five...and a double Jeroboam of champagne

I'm afraid we never have that at the end of the week, sir. We get it fresh on Monday.

Well, I'm afraid it didn't come in this morning, sir. But we have got some down at our Kensington branch. I'll just nip down there and get it for you.

Citizen has been gone for six months now...we have heard nothing. He had only on a towel, you know.

He puts on women's clothing

And hangs around.... In bars

...where everybody was happy and singing all day long, and nobody saw the big bad rabbit ever again. :ebert:

Citizen`s right at the head of the field, and now he's going to shoot the rabbit, and these rabbits have been tied to the ground, and they're going to be a bit frisky, and this is only a one-day event. And they're blazing away there. They're not getting quite the results that they might, blackhawkrush is in there trying to bash it to death with the butt of his rifle, and I think Ibanez`s in there with his bare hands, but they're not getting the results that they might, but it is a little bit misty today and they must be shooting from a range of at least one foot.

I always preferred the outdoor life. Hunting, shooting, fishing. Getting out there with a gun, slaughtering a few of God's creatures - that was the life. Charging about the moorland, blasting their heads off.

Ah, I've found another bottle. You can have some now if you want to. Or you don't have to. I can drink the whole bottle.

Yeah, I'll have six bottles of Château Latour Forty-five...and a double Jeroboam of champagne

I'm afraid we never have that at the end of the week, sir. We get it fresh on Monday.

Well, I'm afraid it didn't come in this morning, sir. But we have got some down at our Kensington branch. I'll just nip down there and get it for you.

Citizen has been gone for six months now...we have heard nothing. He had only on a towel, you know.

He puts on women's clothing

And hangs around.... In bars

Ah, I've found another bottle. You can have some now if you want to. Or you don't have to. I can drink the whole bottle.

Yeah, I'll have six bottles of Château Latour Forty-five...and a double Jeroboam of champagne

I'm afraid we never have that at the end of the week, sir. We get it fresh on Monday.

Well, I'm afraid it didn't come in this morning, sir. But we have got some down at our Kensington branch. I'll just nip down there and get it for you.

Ah, I've found another bottle. You can have some now if you want to. Or you don't have to. I can drink the whole bottle.

Yeah, I'll have six bottles of Château Latour Forty-five...and a double Jeroboam of champagne