Shall I put the kettle on then?
Hate me all you want but I have a thing for women with a cockney accent
Hold tight now
Nearly at the station
I’m reminded of a phenomenal interactive documentary on life in a small British town. It’s called Thank Goodness You’re Here.
Wait… Is it really not just:
“Oi oi oi oi oi! Have a biscuit ya cunt!”
It’s also that.
Omg… do Americans say Toosday ?
We say Tuesday
I thought it was Twosday
So, too-es-day?
Twos-day.
Won chew free, innit?
It is Twosday
Oi, stick it in me bum and call me King, m8!
do you desire this, you fiddle stick muppet?
No British person speaks like this. You, you, you nincompoop!!!
Cor blimey, guvnor, I done gone and said the only swearword that’s frowned upon!!!
Almost. Almost. Almost…
There we are…
splendid
Well done.
Good show ol’ sport
I use this one with my partner often (Not in the boudoir)… she’s quite fond of it!
Well then, Bob’s your uncle.
…“And Fanny’s your aunt.” I’ve been told concludes the expression lol.
how’s that for a slice of fried gold?
Oi, quite right. Quite right indeed! Carry on gov-na.
This is simply incorrect, the guidelines approved and enforced since Victorian times is the man kneels before the woman sat on the bed, they hold hands, the lights go out for a minute, then come back on and she is now with child.
Anyone found breaching said guidelines are roundly shunned through heavy tutting.
I misread that as the man kneels, before the woman shat on the bed.
Some traditions never change
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This reminds me of a puzzle
Does she… go?
Say no more, say no more.
Nudge nudge, know what I mean?
Now we know
Now we know…
NOW WE KNOW
NOW WE KNOW!!!
