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Post by Stan Butler on Aug 12, 2006 14:18:39 GMT
Right, come on then, Benny Hill, did you love him or hate him???
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Post by The Collector on Aug 12, 2006 14:30:52 GMT
I think he's exellent and here's a picture of my favorite Hills angel, Sue Upton!
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Post by The Collector on Aug 12, 2006 14:32:17 GMT
And here they are as L&H
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Post by funkdooby on Aug 12, 2006 21:36:45 GMT
Loved Benny Hill (and Sue Upton ;D).
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Post by Lieutenant Columbo on Aug 12, 2006 23:23:47 GMT
Great stuff!
"Guud Eev'nin'g Vwier-erth!"
Fred Scuttle - top man!
;D
N.
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Post by Stan Butler on Aug 13, 2006 11:55:48 GMT
Roses are reddish Violets are bluish If it weren't for Christmas We'd all be Jewish.
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Post by Snorkmaiden on Sept 19, 2006 23:04:57 GMT
Benny Hill was great!!!!!!!!
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Post by Lieutenant Columbo on Sept 20, 2006 7:12:22 GMT
I even use the theme tune on me website. What? You forgot the address Zygon? Just for you... www.humourtherapy.info;D N.
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Post by muffinman on Nov 27, 2006 13:29:30 GMT
One of Benny Hill's most memorable and popular songs...
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ERNIE - THE FASTEST MILK CART ON THE WEST
You could hear the hoofbeats pound As they raced across the ground And the clatter of the wheels As they spun round and round And he galloped into Market Street, His badge upon his chest His name was Ernie And he drove the fastest milkcart in the west.
Now Ernie loved a widow, A lady known as Sue She lived all alone in Lily Lane At number twenty-two They said she was too good for him, She was haughty, proud and chic But Ernie got his cocoa there Tthree times every week They called him Ernie And he drove the fastest milkcart in the west
She said she'd like to bathe in milk, He said, "All right, sweetheart." And when he finished work one night He loaded up the cart He asked if she wanted pasteurised, 'Cos pasteurised is best She says, "Ernie I'll be happy If it comes up to me chest." That tickled old Ernie And he drove the fastest milkcart in the west.
Now Ernie had a rival, An evil-looking man Called Two-Ton Ted from Teddington And he drove the baker's van He tempted her with his treacle tarts And his tasty wholemeal bread And when she saw the size of his hot meat pies It very nearly turned her head
She nearly swooned at his macaroons And he said, "Now if you treat me right You'll have hot rolls every morning, And crumpets every night. He knew once she sampled his layer cake He'd have his wicked way And all Ernie had to offer was a pint of milk a day Poor Ernie And he drove the fastest milkcart in the west.
One lunchtime Ted saw Ernie's horse And cart outside her door It drove him mad to find it was still there At half past four And as he leapt down from his van hot blood Through his veins did course And he went across to Ernie's cart And he didn't half kick his horse Whose name was Trigger And he pulled the fastest milkcart in the west.
Now Ernie rushed out into the street, His gold-top in his hand He said, "If you wanna marry Susie You fight for her like a man!" "Oh why don't we play cards for her?" He sneeringly replied "And just to make it interesting We'll have a shilling on the side."
Now Ernie dragged him from his van And beneath the blazing sun They stood there face to face, And Ted went for his bun But Ernie was too quick for him, Things didn't go the way Ted planned And a strawberry flavoured yoghurt Sent it spinning from his hand.
Now Sue she ran between them, And tried to keep them apart But Ernie pushed her aside and a rock cake Caught him underneath his heart As he looked up in pained surprise, At the concrete-hardened crust A stale pork pie caught him in the eye And Ernie bit the dust. Poor Ernie ("Ernie!") And he drove the fastest milkcart in the west.
Ernie was only fifty-two, He didn't want to die And now he's gone to make deliveries In that milkround in the sky Where the customers are angels And ferocious dogs are banned And a milkman's life is full of fun In that fairy dairy land
But a woman's needs are many-fold, And Sue, she married Ted. But strange things happened on their wedding night As they lay in their bed.
Was that the trees a-rustling, Or the hinges of the gate? Or Ernie's ghostly gold-tops A-rattling in their crate? They won't forget Ernie And he drove the fastest milkcart in the west!
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Post by Stan Butler on Nov 27, 2006 16:50:28 GMT
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Post by gruntfuttock on Dec 9, 2006 20:02:05 GMT
Genius..............Nuff Said
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Post by Stan Butler on Jan 16, 2007 12:35:04 GMT
"Evenin' Viewers"
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Post by The Collector on Jan 16, 2007 12:39:47 GMT
I'll leave the which one's the dummy gag...
Oh...I seem to have typed it
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Post by Lieutenant Columbo on Jan 16, 2007 22:49:20 GMT
"Evenin' Viewers" Fred Perry? Someone's well off(!) I'm on 'George' at Asda!!! ;D N. P.S. Bring back "Dunlop Green Flash"!
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Post by Stan Butler on Jan 16, 2007 22:57:10 GMT
If it's any consolation, my undies are from Primark!
Not showing them off though! ;D
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