The world would be a far poorer place without smutty, juvenile British humour. OK, the Teutons [as you quaintly still call them] have their great composers, but they don't have Max Miller, Benny Hill or Kenneth Williams.
The bunch of coarse dickbeaters who currently rule the Brit comedy scene [McIntyre, Bishop et al, for Christ's Sake!] and all these strident and very unfunny females who keep emerging [where are you now Hylda Baker when your sisters need you?] will soon pass into obscurity. Hopefully.
Could there possibly be another nation on earth capable of deriving such boundless pleasure from, for instance, the fact that the verb "to ejaculate" has more than one meaning? I doubt it.
The world would be a far poorer place without smutty, juvenile British humour. OK, the Teutons [as you quaintly still call them] have their great composers, but they don't have Max Miller, Benny Hill or Kenneth Williams.
ReplyDeleteThe bunch of coarse dickbeaters who currently rule the Brit comedy scene [McIntyre, Bishop et al, for Christ's Sake!] and all these strident and very unfunny females who keep emerging [where are you now Hylda Baker when your sisters need you?] will soon pass into obscurity. Hopefully.
Very enjoyable clip. Thank you.
Glad you enjoyed it.
ReplyDeleteCould there possibly be another nation on earth capable of deriving such boundless pleasure from, for instance, the fact that the verb "to ejaculate" has more than one meaning? I doubt it.
Army wife:
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Fnaar! Fnaar! Viz meets the spirit of Chris Morris. Great fun.
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