Roy Cribb

9 February 1935
to 21 November 2017

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Football? Or England?

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Can you lick over the furniture?

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Why can’t some Munsters be as straight states?

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Elmer Fudd.

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That’s the ship.

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There isn’t a poge.

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Can you push me in the shoe?

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[Thank you.]

You’re Woking.

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I doubt. How’re you going to bonk that one? You know we silt?
(April 2017)

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I’m pretty lump. Used of the muesli. No just one whoosh, that I’ve got… we can find your house. What? Is not his right mobbled. God, I hate…

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[Fart!]

One more fart, and then I’ll have the one after that.

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Is that usual?

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I shall surrender Henderson.

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How do you feel about Sorento?

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Are you falling on your lips?

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Do they see stars… that come home to us?

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I shall fill them going wrong, before we confess with them.

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Do I have a bag… ?

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Pater! Pater!

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That was the wrong Roy.