I must say damn good stuff sir

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"Force et honneur." (ā€œStrength and honor.ā€)
Lt. Archie Hicox (speaking with a refined British accent):
"Well, if this is it, old boy, I hope you don’t mind if I go out speaking the King’s."
(He raises his glass.)
"There’s a special rung in hell reserved for people who waste good Scotch."
(Drinks it, sets the glass down.)
"Seeing as I may be rapping on the door momentarily..."
(He draws his pistol.)
"...I must say, damn good stuff, sir."





 
As if a big fat lump of lard could ever be mistaken for a well bred English person .

For starters , the lack of true blood colour , Blue , is an immediate give away .
Yours is a dirty brown ,Morticia , mixed with Gila Monster Lizard venom .
 
As if a big fat lump of lard could ever be mistaken for a well bred English person .

For starters , the lack of true blood colour , Blue , is an immediate give away .

Yours is a dirty brown ,Morticia , mixed with Gila Monster Lizard venom .

Lighten the **** up.
 
Why ?
Are you sure that you cannot see that I treat this fat narcissist lump as a running joke ?

You should see whatI I produce when I go Heavy

Hey, if you boys are both into it that's one thing.

Ya couple o' sickos.
 
Or ,you might be just a tad conventional , as we say .

With the usual American lack of real humour .
:cool:

Fun fact, my dad was an Englishman, and my Grandfather a major in the British Army who fought in North Africa.

They even both spelled humor wrong.

Neither a seagulls supporter though. ;)
 
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