Post by El Morto La Hoja! on Dec 13, 2009 10:56:57 GMT -1
'Ello, I wish to register a complaint.
C: 'Ello, Miss?
What do you mean "miss"?
I'm sorry, I have a cold. I wish to make a complaint!
We're closin' for lunch.
Never mind that, my lad. I wish to complain about this owl what I purchased not half an hour ago from this very boutique.
Oh yes, the, uh, the Yorkshire Blue and White...What's,uh...What's wrong with it?
I'll tell you what's wrong with it, my lad. 'E's dead, that's what's wrong with it!
No, no, 'e's uh,...he's resting.
Look, matey, I know a dead owl when I see one, and I'm looking at one right now.
No no he's not dead, he's, he's restin'! Remarkable bird, the Yorkshire Blue and White, idn'it, ay? Beautiful plumage!
The plumage don't enter into it. It's stone dead.
Nononono, no, no! 'E's resting!
All right then, if he's restin', I'll wake him up!
(shouting at the cage)
'Ello, Mister Olly Owl! I've got a lovely fresh cuttle fish for you if you show...(owner hits the cage)
There, he moved!
No, he didn't, that was you hitting the cage!
I never!!
Yes, you did!
I never, never did anything...
(yelling and hitting the cage repeatedly) 'ELLO OLLY!!!!!
Testing! Testing! Testing! Testing! This is your nine o'clock alarm call!
(Takes owl out of the cage and thumps its head on the counter. Throws it up in the air and watches it plummet to the floor.)
Now that's what I call a dead owl.
No, no.....No, 'e's stunned!
STUNNED?!?
Yeah! You stunned him, just as he was wakin' up! Yorkshire Blue and whites stun easily, major.
Um...now look...now look, mate, I've definitely 'ad enough of this. That owl is definitely deceased, and when I purchased it not 'alf an hour ago, you assured me that its total lack of movement was due to it bein' tired and shagged out following a prolonged squawk.
Well, he's...he's, ah...probably pining for the prem.
PININ' for the PREM?!?!?!? What kind of talk is that?, look, why did he fall flat on his back the moment I got 'im home?
The Yorkshire Blue and White prefers kippin' on it's back! Remarkable bird, id'nit, squire? Lovely plumage!
Look, I took the liberty of examining that owl when I got it home, and I discovered the only reason that it had been sitting on its perch in the first place was that it had been NAILED there.
(pause)
Well, o'course it was nailed there! If I hadn't nailed that bird down, it would have nuzzled up to those bars, bent 'em apart with its beak, and VOOM! Feeweeweewee!
"VOOM"?!? Mate, this bird wouldn't "voom" if you put four million volts through it! 'E's bleedin' demised!
No no! 'E's pining!
'E's not pinin'! 'E's passed on! This parrot is no more! He has ceased to be! 'E's expired and gone to meet 'is maker!
'E's a stiff! Bereft of life, 'e rests in peace! If you hadn't nailed 'im to the perch 'e'd be pushing up the daisies!
'Is metabolic processes are now 'istory! 'E's off the twig!
'E's kicked the bucket, 'e's shuffled off 'is mortal coil, run down the curtain and joined the bleedin' choir invisibile!!
THIS IS AN EX-OWL!!
C: 'Ello, Miss?
What do you mean "miss"?
I'm sorry, I have a cold. I wish to make a complaint!
We're closin' for lunch.
Never mind that, my lad. I wish to complain about this owl what I purchased not half an hour ago from this very boutique.
Oh yes, the, uh, the Yorkshire Blue and White...What's,uh...What's wrong with it?
I'll tell you what's wrong with it, my lad. 'E's dead, that's what's wrong with it!
No, no, 'e's uh,...he's resting.
Look, matey, I know a dead owl when I see one, and I'm looking at one right now.
No no he's not dead, he's, he's restin'! Remarkable bird, the Yorkshire Blue and White, idn'it, ay? Beautiful plumage!
The plumage don't enter into it. It's stone dead.
Nononono, no, no! 'E's resting!
All right then, if he's restin', I'll wake him up!
(shouting at the cage)
'Ello, Mister Olly Owl! I've got a lovely fresh cuttle fish for you if you show...(owner hits the cage)
There, he moved!
No, he didn't, that was you hitting the cage!
I never!!
Yes, you did!
I never, never did anything...
(yelling and hitting the cage repeatedly) 'ELLO OLLY!!!!!
Testing! Testing! Testing! Testing! This is your nine o'clock alarm call!
(Takes owl out of the cage and thumps its head on the counter. Throws it up in the air and watches it plummet to the floor.)
Now that's what I call a dead owl.
No, no.....No, 'e's stunned!
STUNNED?!?
Yeah! You stunned him, just as he was wakin' up! Yorkshire Blue and whites stun easily, major.
Um...now look...now look, mate, I've definitely 'ad enough of this. That owl is definitely deceased, and when I purchased it not 'alf an hour ago, you assured me that its total lack of movement was due to it bein' tired and shagged out following a prolonged squawk.
Well, he's...he's, ah...probably pining for the prem.
PININ' for the PREM?!?!?!? What kind of talk is that?, look, why did he fall flat on his back the moment I got 'im home?
The Yorkshire Blue and White prefers kippin' on it's back! Remarkable bird, id'nit, squire? Lovely plumage!
Look, I took the liberty of examining that owl when I got it home, and I discovered the only reason that it had been sitting on its perch in the first place was that it had been NAILED there.
(pause)
Well, o'course it was nailed there! If I hadn't nailed that bird down, it would have nuzzled up to those bars, bent 'em apart with its beak, and VOOM! Feeweeweewee!
"VOOM"?!? Mate, this bird wouldn't "voom" if you put four million volts through it! 'E's bleedin' demised!
No no! 'E's pining!
'E's not pinin'! 'E's passed on! This parrot is no more! He has ceased to be! 'E's expired and gone to meet 'is maker!
'E's a stiff! Bereft of life, 'e rests in peace! If you hadn't nailed 'im to the perch 'e'd be pushing up the daisies!
'Is metabolic processes are now 'istory! 'E's off the twig!
'E's kicked the bucket, 'e's shuffled off 'is mortal coil, run down the curtain and joined the bleedin' choir invisibile!!
THIS IS AN EX-OWL!!
Forever without exception. x