Thursday, 31st October 1996
'Ere, it's a right old how-de-do an' no mistake, it's a jolly 'oliday wiv Ma-er-ry Puppins, chim chim cherooo, beat the wife, torch the pub, one careful owner she was an' I'm cutting me own throat, put a monkey on "Fanny Batter" in the 4.20 and 'kin 'ELL have yer seen the price of tripe, I'll 'ave yer yer bastard callin' me a poof or what, and you'd get change out of 'alf a crown, where's me washboard?
Orl tagevva naahh...
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