there was a dog on crufts last night and the breed was papillon. Cunt didn't look like any of the actors in the film, or the swamp or any of the prison buildings. I'm going to pick up some mutt from a rescue centre and pass it off as a rare Where Eagles Dare breed.
Ride a cock horse to Banbury Cross
To see a fine lady without any toes.
I used to chant this endlessly, even after my mum shouted "that's fuckin wrong you pointless little whelk
My new football homo chant when standing on the terrorists:
"The sun has got his hat on.
Not fuckin round here he doesn't Abdul"
That's all I got so far
Imagine if Marc Tree Bender had penned "Ride a Yellow Banana" instead of that White Swan shit. Sponsorship deals alone would have bought him a car and house.
In my school we had a few lads called Dennis but never made anything of the fact bin lorries were all called Dennis too.
"Oi Binnie!"
or
"Oi Rubbish, you off down the dump then?"
Instead, we wasted our efforts on belittling Hippodrome Titwank.