Edmund Blackadder's Moustache Shop
But the effect is much the same
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Mon 6 Oct 2008, 15:34,
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We demand pictures!
:)
Edit: I found the lyrics:
" Reg Pubes, Reg Pubes
Lend me your great Nog,
Rollock me fussett
and grindle me nodes.
For I want to go-o
to Gangerpoke Bog, with-
Len Possett, Tim Screevy,
the reverend Phipps,
Peg-leg Loombucket,
Solly Levy, Ginger Epstein,
Able Seaman Truefitt,
Scotch Lil,
Messrs. Cattermole, Mousehabit,
Neapthigh and Trusspot, solicitors
and Commissioners for Oaths,
Father Thunderghast, Fat Alice,
Con Mahony, Yeti Rosencrantz,
Foo Tong Robinson and Uncle Ted Willis an' all-
and Uncle Ted Willis and all."
(sung to the tune of 'Widdecombe Fair')
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Mon 6 Oct 2008, 15:35,
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Edit: I found the lyrics:
" Reg Pubes, Reg Pubes
Lend me your great Nog,
Rollock me fussett
and grindle me nodes.
For I want to go-o
to Gangerpoke Bog, with-
Len Possett, Tim Screevy,
the reverend Phipps,
Peg-leg Loombucket,
Solly Levy, Ginger Epstein,
Able Seaman Truefitt,
Scotch Lil,
Messrs. Cattermole, Mousehabit,
Neapthigh and Trusspot, solicitors
and Commissioners for Oaths,
Father Thunderghast, Fat Alice,
Con Mahony, Yeti Rosencrantz,
Foo Tong Robinson and Uncle Ted Willis an' all-
and Uncle Ted Willis and all."
(sung to the tune of 'Widdecombe Fair')
and Ramblin' Syd's best ever:
(TO THE TUNE OF "FOGGY FOGGY DEW")
When I was a young man
I nadgered at my splod
as I nurked at the wogglers trade.
When suddenly I thought
while trussing up my groats,
I'd whirdle with a fair young maid.
We whirdled through the summer time
until the winter came,
and the only, only thing that I ever did wrong
was to tell her my foggy foggy name.
Now I'm married
and I've put away my splod
and my son's at the woggler's trade.
Though sometimes I still think
as I'm trussing up my groats
of whirdling with a fair young maid.
I'd whirdle her in the winter time
I'd whirdle her for dear life-
But the only, only thing that I'd have to do
Is to keep it from the foggy foggy wife-Oh!
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Mon 6 Oct 2008, 15:40,
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When I was a young man
I nadgered at my splod
as I nurked at the wogglers trade.
When suddenly I thought
while trussing up my groats,
I'd whirdle with a fair young maid.
We whirdled through the summer time
until the winter came,
and the only, only thing that I ever did wrong
was to tell her my foggy foggy name.
Now I'm married
and I've put away my splod
and my son's at the woggler's trade.
Though sometimes I still think
as I'm trussing up my groats
of whirdling with a fair young maid.
I'd whirdle her in the winter time
I'd whirdle her for dear life-
But the only, only thing that I'd have to do
Is to keep it from the foggy foggy wife-Oh!
I'm all jealous now.
I can't grow a 'tache anywhere near as sexy as that one.
Hi, Mrs Trelly!!
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Mon 6 Oct 2008, 15:49,
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Hi, Mrs Trelly!!
Aw, you remembered me after all this time?
I'm blushing. How art thou, sexylove?
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Mon 6 Oct 2008, 15:54,
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Course I do!
I am good. Snuggled on the sofa with my daughter :)
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Mon 6 Oct 2008, 15:58,
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