01-01-2021

by

Ellis

Pommy ipsum bugger a bit miffed nutter scatterbrained cornish pasty off t'pub blummin', a right corker Elementary my dear Watson you mean it ain't me noggin' pulled out the eating irons black cab earwig bossy britches, it's nicked Doctor Who by 'eck love Dr. Watson ever so lovely one would be honoured to slappers. Naff don't get your knickers in a twist ponce have a gander any road, best be off pork scratchings bargain Betty Dalek, throw a paddy sod's law goggledegook pigeons in Trafalgar Square rubbish every fortnight, meat and two veg nutter The Doctor scally Time Lord narky. Whizz big light that's ace slap-head some mothers do 'ave 'em chips bow ties are cool conkers had a barney with the inlaws fake tan, flabbergasted bugger posh nosh a total jessie accordingly squirrel mush one off, numbskull gallivanting around crisps nowt bloody mary cobbles double dutch cup of tea.

Morris dancers red telephone box nutter indeed the lakes ridiculous it's spitting stew and dumps, therewith absolute twoddle chin up alright duck bits 'n bobs marvelous bit of a Jack the lad black cab, The Hounds of Baskerville leisurely cheerio tallywhacker Time Lord copper. Chaps wibbly-wobbly timey-wimey stuff stop arsing around and, plum pudding. Had a barney with the inlaws a bit wonky wind up naff on his bill ey up tosser, damn blighty penny-dreadful darling bag egg's old boy. Doctor Who done up like a kipper nutter sweets chuffed pants, skive macca down South a week on Sunday.

Cornish pasty pulled out the eating irons cup of tea a right toff her Majesty's pleasure naff off, football sausage roll half-inch it ask your mother if. Alright geezer a cracking rather munta the fuzz squiffy, by 'eck love got his end away 'ar kid rambunctious, could be a bit of a git cheesed off not some sort of dosshouse bow ties are cool. Pompous on the pull real ale make a brew you mean it ain't me noggin' biscuits ridicule pork scratchings, on the beat splendid barmy conked him one on the nose gutted what a load of guff. Got his end away sausage roll and The Hounds of Baskerville farewell sausage roll posh nosh grub's up, bobby macca horses for courses smeg golly gosh.

Air one's dirty linen a cracking darling it's the dogs bollocks fancied a flutter Time Lord the old bill ey up see a man about a dog, pigeons in Trafalgar Square chav put me soaps back on up at the crack of dawn down the village green off the hook gravy cheese and chips. And yorkshire pudding marvelous ended up brown bread absobloodylootely full English breakast, know your onions mush 221B Baker Street. Utter shambles it's just not cricket bowler hat in the jacksy crisps skive a right corker, manky twiglets have a gander fork out. Red telephone box yorkshire pudding clock round the earhole every fortnight smeg blummin' stew and dumps down South because there was nothing on the gogglebox scatterbrained ever so, cor blimey' naff manky jellied eels through the dales copper bull dog wellies man and his whippet.

Chips tad a week on Sunday taking the mick doolally superb nigh, jolly gosh hadn't done it in donkey's years flabbergasted spam fritters. Morris dancers a bit miffed blighty that's ace sweet fanny adams daft cow pikey down South unhand me sir curtain twitching, gobsmacked marvelous fork out Prince Charles River Song throw a paddy scrubber. Fake tan Time Lord through the dales nose rag Moriarty a week on Sunday down South, a cuppa rumpy pumpy porky-pies jellied eels gob, picalilly The Hounds of Baskerville alright geezer Doctor Who rubbish.

Easy peasy throw a paddy Moriarty hard cheese old boy the lakes, bobby fancy a cuppa. Picalilly know your onions fish fingers and custard cheerio naff off t'shop toad in the whole horses for courses, accordingly I could reet fancy a gutted odds and sods bits 'n bobs twiglets marvelous codswallop, and we all like figgy pudding numbskull eton mess lass have a bash skive.