I'm Alan Partridge:
"How many complaints were there?"
"50."
"Oh, your age!"
"Hello Susan...slight problem. I was a bit bored, so I dismantled my Corby trouser press."
"Let battle commence!"
"Erm...'Arm Wrestling with Chas and Dave'".
"He said he sells kitchens, right, for fifteen years, but he can't cook! Then he spies that cook book, right, and he says 'That'd be no use to me, man!' He's crackers, man!"
"Yes, it's quite nice...few too many blacks."
"Sorry, it's just that some people find what you said, you know...a bit racist."
"Oh! Hahah."
"What's your favourite Beatles album?"
"That would have to be......'The Best of the Beatles'."
"Would you like a Polo?"
"No. Yes. I don't think you should have one, Lynn, considering what's happened."
"Right."
Curb Your Enthusiasm:
"Devoted sister, beloved *beep*?!"
"Did you check the food before you brought it home?"
"Yeah, I checked it but I decided to bring home the wrong order anyway."
"Mommy, mommy, the bald man is in the bathroom and there's something hard in his pants!"
"You are a self-loathing Jew!"
"You know, I may hate myself, but it has nothing to do with being Jewish."
"OK assy. And what is that *beep* all over your shirt? You been scrounging around, looking for ass?"
"I got a red snapper that talks to ya!"
"You know what it's saying? 'I'm charging too much'."
"Well, your honour, I believe it would be hard to remain impartial, seeing as the defendant is a negro."
"He implied I was lying about my stepfather!"
"You don't have a stepfather."
"I know, but I don't like the implication!"
"Hmm, it's nice, but...not quite my cup of tea."
"OK, you know what? *beep* you, and *beep* your tea."
Father Ted:
"Did you bring the travel Scrabble?"
"Yes, Ted - I brought the travel Scrabble and the normal Scrabble. The travel Scrabble for when we were travelling, and the normal Scrabble for when we arrived."
"Ah, great!"
"Ah, no, wait a minute...now I think about it, I didn't bring either of them."
"Hello Len."
"Don't call me Len, you little prick!"
"Would you like some cake, Father?"
"No thanks Mrs Doyle."
"Are you sure? There's cocaine in it!"
"What?!"
"Oh, no, not cocaine...no, what do you call them...raisins."
"'Ride me sideways' was another one!"
"I hear you're a racist now, father! How did you get interested in that type of thing? Only, I don't know if I'll have time for the old racism...the farm takes up most of my day, and in the evenings I just like a cup of tea."
Plus 4298728942798427 more, but I'm bored for now...
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