Uncle Trunkle:
You plonker
Uncle Trunkle:
My mate
Uncle Trunkle:
"Has it shrunk?"
Uncle Trunkle:
Halfway
Uncle Trunkle:
Morris, dancing
Uncle Trunkle:
All aboard
Uncle Trunkle:
Herbert
Uncle Trunkle:
The Belly Dancers
Uncle Trunkle:
Arrrrrrrhhhhhhhhhh!!
Uncle Trunkle:
Delicate operation
Uncle Trunkle:
Strange, who you'll meet in the street