You. Outside. NOW!

You talking to me, Sugar puff ?

“You call that a knife? THIS is a knife… and could you please pass the butter?”

Form an orderly cue and I’ll take you one by one.

All the usual girls booked up tonight flashy? 🙂

…I’ll hold your coat.

That’s not a war face this is a war face…

OR

hold me back, hold me back, grrrr…. I’ll fnkin ‘av You!

Right,

who gave Corporal Flashy gripe water ?

Come on, step up and admit it – you know it wasn’t big and it wasn’t clever.

Are you calling my pint a puff? Eh?

I would not presume to insult your pint, unless you live in the South East, in which case – I’ve almost certainly pissed better.