Pip Pip, Tally Ho - Talk Like a Land Lubber

[Pachyderm]

Not just them, but their ladies as well, I'd heard. Fellow seems to have a bit like old Julius C. in that regard. Any port in a storm, what?

[beagle]

Alexander, Caesar, Kitchener.  Must be something they put in the rations.

[The Meromorph]

Lady Westfartin: "Did you hear Joan's married an officer in the First West African Rifle Regiment."

Countess Cramp: "Good Lord! I thought they were black!"

Lady Westfartin: "Oh no dear, only their privates..."

Countess Cramp: "Oh my! How exotic!"

[Opsa]

*tittering from behind lace fan*
I'm sure I have no idea whatever to what that might be in reference !

But thank heavens we stopped talking about those dreadful eunichs. I find them so depressing. Don't you?

[The Meromorph]

Can't seem to improve their morale much, I know that. Can't get 'em 'up' at all, poor blighters.


I could explain that larst joke, m'dear... If you'd like.
Probably best to explain it over there behind the privets...  Don't want to scare the horses, don'cher know.

[Opsa]

Eau, we shant scare the horses, they're geldings... oh bother, another eunich reference again.

[pieces o nine]

I have it on good authority that the Eunuch Hussars are a yet another band of wild-eyed monkish warriors, poor blighters who took to Matthew* a bit too much to heart, eh?


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* And if thy right eye offend thee, pluck it out; and if thy right hand offend thee, cut it off; and if...

[DaveL]

Oh my stars. Lord Kitchener doesn't just want you, he wants you. Now I know where the Village People got their costume ideas.

[pieces o nine]

*sings along*  "Jaaaaay Y C A !  (God save the King!) Jaaaaay Y C A !"


[edit]  Here are the dance moves for those playing at home.  [/edit]
         

[Griffin NoName]

Can't understand a word in this demned thread.

[beagle]

It's very simple. We're off on a cavalry accompanied tour of the tobacco fields. His Lordship won't be joining us because his love of displaying his antiques means he's preparing for an exhibition by stripping a tallboy. Her Ladyship is concluding her afternoon in the herbaceous border by debriefing the gardener, and I fear our rather outspoken parson is once again bashing the bishop.

So far we've avoided helmet and shag references, but precedent suggests it can only be a matter of time.

[The Meromorph]

I say,chaps! I think this dog faced little chappie needs debagging and throwing in one of the fountains, what?


Tradititional treatment for the little blighters, eh?

[DaveL]

So far we've avoided helmet and shag references, but precedent suggests it can only be a matter of time.

Indeed, our innocent minds would not contemplate such wanton discourse. Well that is unless someone else starts it of course. 

[Griffin NoName]

So far we've avoided helmet and shag references....

Probably merely the wrong period. Shag carpets were a 1970's fashion. I think my rake got lost in the house move. Talking of rakes...............

[Pachyderm]

"Me, the 13th Duke of Wybourne, in a French maid's finishing school at three in the morning?

With my reputation? Ding-dong!"