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something something something something MY PUSSY something something something something else.


Mrs Slocum, and what's more every time she delivered her line it was with different coloured hair. Class.


My favourites, though not necessarily word perfect are certainly in the spirit of Mrs S's dialogue,


"No, I'm sorry Captain Peacock, I can't stay late for a meeting, if I'm not 'ome by six o'clock sharp my pussy goes mad"


"Eeh, I 'ope it doesn't rain again today, there's something wrong my cat flap, when I got 'ome last night my pussy was wringing wet"


Aah, the 70's, a more innocent and at the same time a more filthy time.

"And now this is me"


Mike Yarwood.


Cue a nation changing channel (to the other one), going to the pub, making a 'cuppa', making do and mending or glaring at the screen and shaking its head because Yarwood is murdering Burt Bacharach instead of doing an impression of Vic Feather like he's bloody well supposed to.


Cue 20% of the nation tutting loudly.

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