I'm not sure if I should encourage this sort of nonsense or dismiss it as childishness. Beel or no beel?
Brings a whole new meaning to Saturday Swap Shop. Can you imagine the scenes at Television Centre back in the 70's.............. Chegwin - "Ha hey! We have a 12 year old Brownie from Droitwich who is up for a swap from Jimmy Savile who is looking for something a bit younger and not as wide. Any offers? Remember to ask permission from your mum and dad and no pets. Well, we never know with Jimmy eh?!"" Edmonds - "Greetings Cheggers! That Brownie looks right up my street, would you know if she has her French Polisher's badge?" Cheggers - "Ha hey! Hiya Noel! I can vouch for that! Naughty Pixie so she is. No, seriously, she is in the Pixie sixer at her local Brownies group" Edmonds - "Have you given her a test drive Cheggers old chap? Or are you still trying to win back the hand of Maggie Philbin?" Cheggers - "F**k you Edmonds you pube faced c**t, you know I love our Maggie!" Edmonds - "Come along Cheggers, no need to be like that. But just so you know she's been sucking off John Craven for years now, why do you think she's got so many wrinkles round her gob? Not from your dick you stumpy twat!" Savile - "Now then, now then Noel, Sir, Mr Edmonds don't you know, lay of poor Cheggers. I would like to say I am more than willing to swap my Brownie for an amputee, brain dead car crasher or a mong and I will even throw in a hardly used Buckaroo to sweeten the deal" Edmonds - "Well that sounds like a bargain, let's just hope your Brownie doesn't arrive covered in Ker-Plunk!" Posh Paws - "aaaarrrggh! Edmonds you funny c**t!"
