Richie: Oh, right. [Eddie leaves] Shit. [furtively] Right. Wheres the fashion page of the Observer? Yeah. Theres normally some bit of totty kicking her legs up in the middle of a roundabout in Paris wearing a see-through blouse, you know, poking her nipples into some poor peasants ear, while he jabs at her hindquarters with a dripping baguette! Yes, siree, these are classy birds mate, classy! None of your hunch-backed toothless moonlighting dinner- ladies you get in Eddies rag. No siree, these birdsll swallow the lot and then read you a bit of Jean-Paul Sartre. Thats what I call class. [opens the paper] Right, here we are. [looks] Eee- eu. B-o-llocks! Hurrah for the new long hemline. Oh, what a waste of a perfectly good bird. [tries looking up from the bottom of the page] No. Oh, I dont know what the worlds coming to, I really dont. Erm... Ermm... Oh, Ill have a look in the travel section. Might be a bit of bikini action. [opens it]
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