Dan: Rupert, why d'you think that Meg and Gem fancy Tom? I mean to say, ol lad- we're

just as chipper as any other blokes I know!


Rupert: *sighs sadly and enunciates as if talking to a retarded- wait...* For god sakes, you

don't actually beleive that, do you!?


Dan: Jolly bijiggers, what, wha- Oy!? Did you say sommat'?


Rupert: *shakes head in disgust* uh.... what d'you think?


Dan: Jolly well. I don't happen to have a clue... think i lost it sommat', 'round 'ere! be a

bodkins ol bloke and 'elp me out, would you?


Rupert: sure.... *aims tranquilizer gun at Dan's neck*