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"I've lost my voice."

"I can't breathe."

"I'm not myself today."

I am intelligent!

Inch

In the betting shop or at the races
"I feel lucky" and/or
"I'm on a winning streak"
(Okay, so they don't really apply as 'don't make sense' but they're true nonetheless).

"I will wipe that smile off your face"

"Dont look at me in that tone of voice"

Arm xxxxxxxxxxxxx

Inch - my word you do look queeah! As Stanley Holloway used to sing. I think I preferred the mask

Skoob are you saying that you have dumbed down?

Ho! Arm! How's yer belly orf fer spots?

SamIAm -no I'm not you are, oh now I'm confused - Nurse!

Lynton has been on the Frog vino again. That, and the medication, have parted his hair, and boiled his swonickles, I hope he has nailed that barn together properly? MFI aint wot it used to be.


Arm xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

They ate me out of house and home.

People who live in glass houses shouldn't throw stones.
(I mean seriously, where did this ditty come from? As if there's actually someone who lives in a completely transparent glass house. The author of that one is a moron. I mean I get it, but really. Stick to the biblical references about stone throwing)

I digress.

"Hand me that metal wood Bob, I'm gonna bust a cap in that little white ball's ass" A mixed metaphoxymoron.

Butt. I digest.

Was that my stomach growling?

"No, just a nesting Badger cornered by a Scottish Terrier, in your belly, apparently"

News-unworthy.


Having documented this inappropriate list of disconnected thought, it's time for my medication. Then again, it's always time for medication.

Regourds,
PM

"Has anyone seen my pants?"

Puritanism: the haunting fear that someone, somewhere may be happy.

You can't eat your cake and still have it - well if I can't eat it what good is a piece of blooming cake

You cannot successfully determine beforehand which side of the bread to butter.

Skoob don't make sense. Arm don't make sense. Together, they make sense?

Time for my medications now

Inch

Oh all right, just the one...

(Mother to child)
If you fall off there and hurt yourself, I'm gonna kill you.