the faintest whiff of something that smells a bit like a prawn Sandwich, and he is gone for months, and when he comes back he is only interested in ladies with big Jelly Wobblers. One would think he is trying really hard to copy me
starting to be a naughty boy This Eric, Rev Didly may want to do a bit of hanky spanky on him, as we all know what priests like for pastimes
that's not what the nuns said about the monastery novices and quire boys told me, and it will only cost you the measly sum of 500 for my silence