Wall of Mouths

Mother and Dirty Black Summer are classics, and that is good enough for me, but yeah, getting decked by Def Lep = NOT COOL!

Oh damn, wrong account, now my cover is blown!

*makes a run for it!*

nah, I am 33, I reckon colour TV started in earnest around ‘70, ‘71 ish, I was born in ‘73, so I don’t quite remember that far back!

EDIT: I used to deliver TVs and I went to one house (around 1996ish) and it was a vicar who still had an old, working TV that had a separate box attached that was put there to receive BBC2 when it first went on air, cos when he bought the TV you could only get BBC1!

Oh shit, i have gone off topic.

So, mediums, eh? I prefer XL, if anyone is gonna buy me a T? T shirt…?

Steady on, steady on, boys and girls, let’s ‘ave a bit of shush ‘ere and none of this commotion, eh?

I do NOT want to be speaking wiv your parents now, do I?

*crouches down to eye level of the WoMs and raises eyebrows in a “now then, enough of this nonsense, eh?” kind of a way, kind of thing…*

*scribbles notes in his Kermit The Frog notepad that he had off his Uncle Paul for his birthday*

I see, I see…hmmmm…veeeeeery h’interesting.

So, my h’investigations h’into the murder of Mr h’Irwin take an h’unexpected turn…

Do you ‘ave a description of said *consults notes* “Stingray”, ma’am…?