In 1970 the British Empire lay in ruins, foreign nationals frequented the streets, many of them Hungarians (not the streets--the foreign nationals). Anyway, many of these Hungarians went into tobacconists shops to buy cigarettes...
My hovercraft is full of eels.
[A Hungarian man is reading a badly translated Hungarian-to-English phrase book]
What's going on here?
You have wonderful thighs.
What?
Drop your panties, Sir William! I cannot wait til' lunchtime!
Right! [arrests the Hungarian]
My nipples explode with delight!
Spam
Have you got anything without Spam?
Well, Spam, egg, sausage, and Spam; that's not got much Spam in it.
I don't want any Spam!
Why can't she have egg, bacon, Spam, and sausage?
That's got Spam in it!
Not as much as Spam, egg, sausage, and Spam,
Look, could I have egg, bacon, Spam and sausage, without the Spam?
Bleurgh!
What do you mean "Ugh?" I don't like Spam!
[singing] Spam, Spam, Spam, Spam... Lovely Spam! Wonderful Spam!
You can't have egg, bacon, Spam and sausage without the Spam.
Why not?!
Well, it wouldn't be egg, bacon, Spam and sausage, would it?
I DON'T LIKE SPAM!
No need to kick up a fuss, dear; I'll have your Spam. I love it! I'm having Spam, Spam, Spam, Spam, Spam, Spam, baked beans, Spam, Spam, Spam and Spam!
Baked beans are off.
In that case, can I have Spam instead?
You mean Spam, Spam, Spam, Spam, Spam, Spam, Spam, Spam, Spam, Spam, and Spam?
Yes!
Bleurgh!
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