A cup of tea, a cigarette, a bun.
It's like, I can't get past that s&m barrier. `cause, I like, as I'm drinking something like whiskey or lager, it's actually painful to drink first of all.
Pour you a double?
Is that a double? you want a double ? ? ?
Cigarette?
I don't smoke, but, you know, er...
Crisps?
Four bottles of malibu, bob knows the address. a malibu, a coke and chinese food.
Their finest moment in my opinion. An out and out British classic.
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