Happy Renting

Goodbye then. Parting is such sweet sorrow.

Actually, Eskimos have only 2 words for snow. They have at least 27 words for Marketing Hype though, since they got mobile phones.

I used to see him in the Greyhound in Carshalton. So he clearly spread himself about a bit, the Tart. I didn't speak to him, because he never spoke to me..

I'd call it a warm-up for the three-legged race.

The chef should have played safe and just served squid.

Actually, my multiple chins segue into my multiple belly folds pleasingly neatly and seamlessly.

I heard, many years ago, that when HRH PP was flying, the ATC cleared the skies for miles around because he'd just fly wherever he wanted to, irrespective of any ATC directions, air corridors, etc.

Highway Code Rule 234. If you are at a junction and cannot see if the road is clear because the Sun is in your eyes, and you are Royalty used to everyone making way for you anyway, pull out like a bell-end and expect everyone else to avoid you.

You fucking monkey.

That is so awful it's brilliant.

Credit where credit's duke.

Ah, OK, you beat me to it.

The Duke's a hazard.

Driving without Duke care and attention.

Perhaps PP was unclear whether he was driving or was a passenger.