“I like to flatteur ze rosbiffs. It was just a canard. And if the guy be’ind me strokes my ‘air again, I’ll ‘ave ‘is sweetbreads for dèjeuner”
To be delivered in impenetrable Monmartre argot – “Yes guys, she’s a real go-er!”
Good to see the French upholding the fine tradition of ignoring EU directives, they are ashtrays on the counter are they not? It must smell offal in there.
Good to see the French upholding the fine tradition of ignoring EU directives, they are ashtrays on the counter are they not? It must smell offal in there.
Non, m’sieur. Ze are dishes to collect ze teeps. Ow we say, pourboires. 🙂
Offally funny though! 🙂
He smiled gamely as the men in white coats drew ever nearer.
Unbeknown to Sarky the man behind him was preparing to make bunny ears for the photo…
The assembled company had to sit on bar stools while Sarky stood on a box at the bar to make his order.
She says when I am on ze dole, I could audition for Mr Punch.
Boadicea's Chariot 
“I like to flatteur ze rosbiffs. It was just a canard. And if the guy be’ind me strokes my ‘air again, I’ll ‘ave ‘is sweetbreads for dèjeuner”
To be delivered in impenetrable Monmartre argot – “Yes guys, she’s a real go-er!”
Good to see the French upholding the fine tradition of ignoring EU directives, they are ashtrays on the counter are they not? It must smell offal in there.
Qui appelez-vous, court derrière?
Non, m’sieur. Ze are dishes to collect ze teeps. Ow we say, pourboires. 🙂
Offally funny though! 🙂
He smiled gamely as the men in white coats drew ever nearer.
Unbeknown to Sarky the man behind him was preparing to make bunny ears for the photo…
The assembled company had to sit on bar stools while Sarky stood on a box at the bar to make his order.
She says when I am on ze dole, I could audition for Mr Punch.
Zis is what ze rosbiffs call chewing ze fat.