Goliath!

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Custard cried for a .................

pie.

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I have six honest serving men, they taught me all I know,
Their names...

are Hugh, Pew, Barney McGroo, Cuthbert, Dibble and Grub.

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Now is the winter of our discontent . . .

and clinical depression, made glorious Summer by the appropriate medication.

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The cuckoo is a a pretty bird, it singeth as...

...loudly as it can at three o'clock in the morning.

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Oh Mary, this London's a wonderful sight...

.... as long as you shut your eyes

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Mary, Mary, quite Contrary.................

...couldn't make her mind up about London, apparently.

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Oh, that this too, too solid flesh...



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"Whisky-wa-wa," I breathed - she was dressed as Biffo the Bear.

... wobbles so much when I jump up and down!

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Run, run, as fast as you can.........



I drink to drown my sorrows. Unfortunately they've learnt how to swim.

you can't catch me, I'm 'The Cat Formerly Known As Cheshire'.

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This is not the end; this is not the beginning of the end; but it is, perhaps, the....

...most confusing plot resolution ever.


(And, er, thanks Jo...)
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Who put the "bop" in the...

.... advert break, where you can all go and grab a cup of coffee

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Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou..........



I drink to drown my sorrows. Unfortunately they've learnt how to swim.

and where's the box of Milk Tray that you promised to bring?

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I taut I taw a puddy-tat...

..... talking to my speech therapist

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By the pricking of my thumbs....



I drink to drown my sorrows. Unfortunately they've learnt how to swim.

the rose exacted revenge on me for the pruning murder of her sister.

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Rain, rain....

rain, rain, rain, rain - it's the British weather forecast

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I am the Walrus....



I drink to drown my sorrows. Unfortunately they've learnt how to swim.

Where are the Oysters?

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My postillion has just been struck by...

...has anyone seen the Carpenter around here?

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I haven't said thanks for that lovely weekend...

as, unfortunately, I died after eating the salmon mousse.

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What's sauce for the goose is........

Ususally tasty on chicken or turkey as well.

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Why, oh why, did I......



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"I've often said that the difference between British and American SF TV series is that the British ones have three-dimensional characters and cardboard spaceships, while the Americans do it the other way around."
--Ross Smith

Ever think I'd find sane people in this fforum?

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Don't make me......