Tell us something really trivial about your life Volume 40
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glenrobbo said:
DickyC said:
Alas poor Bibendum; I knew him well, Horatio. ![frown](/inc/images/frown.gif)
A fellow of radial construction, tenacious of grip and long of duration.
A trusty all-rounder, respected by all that pneu him.
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Bobberoo said:
DickyC said:
Bobberoo said:
Decent gym session today, managed 6 reps @ 60kg bench so happy with that.
Sorry, old boy. Don't understand your banter. Over.(Scene: a wartime RAF station)
Jones: Morning, Squadron Leader.
Idle: What-ho, Squiffy.
Jones: How was it?
Idle: Top-hole. Bally Jerry, pranged his kite right in the how's-your-father; hairy blighter, dicky-birded, feathered back on his sammy, took a waspy, flipped over on his Betty Harpers and caught his can in the Bertie.
Jones: Er, I'm afraid I don't quite follow you, Squadron Leader.
Idle: It's perfectly ordinary banter, Squiffy. Bally Jerry, pranged his kite right in the how's-your-father; hairy blighter, dicky-birded, feathered back on his sammy, took a waspy, flipped over on his Betty Harpers and caught his can in the Bertie.
Jones: No, I'm just not understanding banter at all well today. Give us it slower.
Idle: Banter's not the same if you say it slower, Squiffy.
Jones: Hold on then... Wingco! Bend an ear to the Squadron Leader's banter for a sec, would you?
Chapman: Can do.
Jones: Jolly good. Fire away.
Idle: Bally Jerry, Bally Jerry, pranged his kite right in the how's-your-father; hairy blighter, dicky-birded, feathered back on his sammy, took a waspy, flipped over on his Betty Harpers and caught his can in the Bertie.
Chapman: No, I don't understand that banter at all.
Idle: Something up with my banter, chaps?
GRAMS: AIR RAID SIRENS
(Enter Palin, out of breath)
Palin: Bunch of monkeys on the ceiling, sir! Grab your egg-and-fours and let's get the bacon delivered!
Chapman (to Idle): Do *you* understand that?
Idle: No, I didn't get a word of it.
Chapman: Sorry, old man, we don't understand your banter.
Palin: You know, bally tenpenny ones dropping in the custard!
(no reaction)
Palin: Um... Charlie choppers chucking a handful!
Chapman: No no, sorry.
Jones: Say it slower, old chap.
Palin: Slower *banter*, sir?
Chapman: Ra-ther.
Palin: Um... sausage squad up the blue end?
Idle: No, still don't get it.
Palin: Um... cabbage crates coming over the briny?
The others: No, no.
(Film of air-raid)
Idle (voice-over): But by then it was too late. The first cabbage crates hit London on July the 7th. That was just the beginning.
(Chapman seen sitting at desk, on telephone)
Chapman: Five shillings a dozen? That's ordinary cabbages, is it? And what about the bombs? Good Lord, they _are_ expensive.
Good morrow fellow Trivialities everywhere![wavey](/inc/images/wavey.gif)
Last night it was twot, much too twot!!!![frown](/inc/images/frown.gif)
I don't like it!!!
Blue skies and sunshine already here, another twot day I'll wager!!!
I wonder if it will be any less busy than yesterday........nope!!!
And now to the burning question, did spikeyhead make it upstairs last night?!?
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Last night it was twot, much too twot!!!
![frown](/inc/images/frown.gif)
I don't like it!!!
Blue skies and sunshine already here, another twot day I'll wager!!!
I wonder if it will be any less busy than yesterday........nope!!!
And now to the burning question, did spikeyhead make it upstairs last night?!?
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