Limey Lang

[Southpaw Stinger]

Leaving it late, aren't yer? You usually start much earlier than this.

Busy smashing up a foot spa, babes.

You knows it makes sense.

[Oasis_Lad]

It does make sense and I'm not afraid to admit it.

I'll say it loud and I'll say it proud - I love a foot soaking, and it's allowed.

[Southpaw Stinger]

It does make sense and I'm not afraid to admit it.

I'll say it loud and I'll say it proud - I love a foot soaking, and it's allowed.

You might have told me that before I picked up the hammer.

[Oasis_Lad]

Yer a man, Babes! You defied rocks millions of years old, The timeless strength of the sea, to build a tunnel, Nay! an outstretched hand of friendship, to our French chums.

A man, a MAN! A man that dreamed we could reach the stars. Forget Wernher von Braun - it wasn't him that sent man to the moon. Forget NASA, Forget Armstrong and Aldrin..... It was the essence of pure man that got us there, and that essence resides in a fella like you.

You are Man! You are History! You are time!

Repairing a foot spa ain't shizzle, Babes. Now get it done, and you can be back in time for some hot choccy and the Hollyoaks Omnibus.

[Southpaw Stinger]

Just filled me washing up bowl with some warm water.

It ain't the same.

[MrTambourineMan]

Just filled me washing up bowl with some warm water.

It ain't the same.

Must be a big bowl. I've seen your trouser Truncheon, and If that feet myth is true.

[Southpaw Stinger]

Must be a big bowl. I've seen your trouser Truncheon, and If that feet myth is true.

Have some whisky.

We can talk about Marquez.

[Oasis_Lad]

Do One, Mr Spambourine Queen! He's mine, and you ain't know shieeet about Southpaw's Trouser Truncheon.

[Southpaw Stinger]

You on teh drink tonight, babes?

I can't be the only fecked up booze hound.

[Oasis_Lad]

Aye, cans of Stella and Bottles of Asahi.