Episode 65
🎼. Dum ti dum ti dum ti dum...
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Lilian: How lovely to get out for a ride, Shula, and thanks for coming with me. My family seems to be going a bit mad at the moment so it’s good to escape for some fresh air.
Shula: I know what you mean. There’s something going on with Mum at the moment but I haven’t been able to get to the bottom of it.
(Amir: Go on, Shula, tell Lilian about bonking the psycho vet yesterday.)
(Aziz: No way, bro, she can’t let the vicar thing slip and confess to a roll in the hay.)
(Amir: Please don’t talk about food. I’m wasting away since Benny the Bolt was rumbled.)
Shula: Do you mind if we ride by Ambridge Hall, Lilian ? I have a message for Linda about her straw delivery. She’s run out of bedding for the llamas.
Lilian: Not at all, I love to see her llamas, such adorable creatures.
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Shula: Here we are and there’s Constanza by the gate.
(Aziz: OMG ! WTF is that ?)
(Amir: Never seen a llama before ? Freaky or what.)
(Constanza: Good afternoon, gentlemen, how kind of you to pay us a call. Come here, Salieri darling, we have company.
(Aziz: Oh shit, there’s another one ! I’m out of here !)
(Amir: Chill, bro, they’re perfectly harmless, apart from the spitting and neck wrestling.)
(Constanza: I beg your pardon but nothing like that goes on at Ambridge Hall. We’re not that sort of camelid !)
(Salieri: I think we’ve heard of you, are you those AARS chaps ?)
(Aziz: Yes, that’s us, how do you know ?)
(Salieri: Two ferrets, with quite ridiculous names, have moved into the shepherd’s hut in the garden. They said they had been set free by two bay horses and a donkey.)
(Constanza: Could you possibly take them away again ? The smell is frightful.)
(Amir: I’m sorry but we don’t do evictions.)
(Salieri: Fair enough but don’t come here in the middle of the night. We’re quite happy with Linda and her manservant. She’s rather nouveau riche but the food’s good and there’s lots of it.)
(Aziz: How big is this shepherd’s hut, dude ?)
🎼. Dum ti dum ti dum ti dum...
(Ed. Dream on, boys.)
Clip clop, clip clop, clip clop
Lilian: How lovely to get out for a ride, Shula, and thanks for coming with me. My family seems to be going a bit mad at the moment so it’s good to escape for some fresh air.
Shula: I know what you mean. There’s something going on with Mum at the moment but I haven’t been able to get to the bottom of it.
(Amir: Go on, Shula, tell Lilian about bonking the psycho vet yesterday.)
(Aziz: No way, bro, she can’t let the vicar thing slip and confess to a roll in the hay.)
(Amir: Please don’t talk about food. I’m wasting away since Benny the Bolt was rumbled.)
Shula: Do you mind if we ride by Ambridge Hall, Lilian ? I have a message for Linda about her straw delivery. She’s run out of bedding for the llamas.
Lilian: Not at all, I love to see her llamas, such adorable creatures.
clip clop, clip clop, clip clop
Shula: Here we are and there’s Constanza by the gate.
(Aziz: OMG ! WTF is that ?)
(Amir: Never seen a llama before ? Freaky or what.)
(Constanza: Good afternoon, gentlemen, how kind of you to pay us a call. Come here, Salieri darling, we have company.
(Aziz: Oh shit, there’s another one ! I’m out of here !)
(Amir: Chill, bro, they’re perfectly harmless, apart from the spitting and neck wrestling.)
(Constanza: I beg your pardon but nothing like that goes on at Ambridge Hall. We’re not that sort of camelid !)
(Salieri: I think we’ve heard of you, are you those AARS chaps ?)
(Aziz: Yes, that’s us, how do you know ?)
(Salieri: Two ferrets, with quite ridiculous names, have moved into the shepherd’s hut in the garden. They said they had been set free by two bay horses and a donkey.)
(Constanza: Could you possibly take them away again ? The smell is frightful.)
(Amir: I’m sorry but we don’t do evictions.)
(Salieri: Fair enough but don’t come here in the middle of the night. We’re quite happy with Linda and her manservant. She’s rather nouveau riche but the food’s good and there’s lots of it.)
(Aziz: How big is this shepherd’s hut, dude ?)
🎼. Dum ti dum ti dum ti dum...
(Ed. Dream on, boys.)
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