Episode 91
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Lilian: Hello, Mum. How are you feeling after your night in the cells?
Peggy: Don’t be ridiculous, Lilian, I didn’t spend the night in the cells. Harrison was very kind and I sat in his office for a couple of hours before he phoned me a taxi. What a lovely young man - the Home Secretary should be proud of policemen like him.
Lilian: I have to say that I never expected to see my mother being put into a police van.
Peggy: I wasn’t the only member of this family to feel the strong arm of the law ...
Lilian: I’m sorry I missed out...
Peggy: Don’t interrupt me. Jennifer was there and Shula and Pat of course.
Lilian: So was Pat in a separate cell in case a fight broke out ?
Peggy: There was no need. The Bishop’s wife would have stopped all that. She’s quite a bruiser when you get close up.
Lilian: I’d rather not if you don’t mind. I suppose this is the end of Shula’s dream of perpetual salvation ?
Peggy: I don’t think so, dear. I hear recipes have changed hands.
Lilian: You WI ladies are a bunch of wily old crows aren’t you ?
Peggy: Less of the crows if you don’t mind.
Lilian: So what’s next on the agenda for the WI after the rip-roaring success of the last meeting ?
Peggy: I’m not sure about the others but I would quite like to go to Las Vegas - I have always had a yen to shoot some craps and play the tables.
Lilian: Mum, you’re not in Guys and Dolls you know ! Gambling ? This is getting out of hand. You can’t go alone to that den of iniquity.
Peggy: Oh, I’m not going alone. I thought I would ask Tracy Horrobin to come with me. She’s a girl who really knows how to have a good time. I thought we might get tickets for Elton John while we’re there - he’s on his final world tour you know.
Lilian: Honestly, you will be telling me next you hope to pick up a third husband while you’re there.
Peggy: Yes, dear, and if I do I can get married by Elvis in the Graceland chapel. Tracy can be my bridesmaid.
Lilian: Please tell me you’re joking, Mum.
Peggy: Of course I’m joking, dear. If I go to Las Vegas I’m taking Jakob, not Tracy.
🎼. Dum ti dum ti dum ti dum...
(Ed. So what will happen to Peggy’s pussy ?)
Lilian: Hello, Mum. How are you feeling after your night in the cells?
Peggy: Don’t be ridiculous, Lilian, I didn’t spend the night in the cells. Harrison was very kind and I sat in his office for a couple of hours before he phoned me a taxi. What a lovely young man - the Home Secretary should be proud of policemen like him.
Lilian: I have to say that I never expected to see my mother being put into a police van.
Peggy: I wasn’t the only member of this family to feel the strong arm of the law ...
Lilian: I’m sorry I missed out...
Peggy: Don’t interrupt me. Jennifer was there and Shula and Pat of course.
Lilian: So was Pat in a separate cell in case a fight broke out ?
Peggy: There was no need. The Bishop’s wife would have stopped all that. She’s quite a bruiser when you get close up.
Lilian: I’d rather not if you don’t mind. I suppose this is the end of Shula’s dream of perpetual salvation ?
Peggy: I don’t think so, dear. I hear recipes have changed hands.
Lilian: You WI ladies are a bunch of wily old crows aren’t you ?
Peggy: Less of the crows if you don’t mind.
Lilian: So what’s next on the agenda for the WI after the rip-roaring success of the last meeting ?
Peggy: I’m not sure about the others but I would quite like to go to Las Vegas - I have always had a yen to shoot some craps and play the tables.
Lilian: Mum, you’re not in Guys and Dolls you know ! Gambling ? This is getting out of hand. You can’t go alone to that den of iniquity.
Peggy: Oh, I’m not going alone. I thought I would ask Tracy Horrobin to come with me. She’s a girl who really knows how to have a good time. I thought we might get tickets for Elton John while we’re there - he’s on his final world tour you know.
Lilian: Honestly, you will be telling me next you hope to pick up a third husband while you’re there.
Peggy: Yes, dear, and if I do I can get married by Elvis in the Graceland chapel. Tracy can be my bridesmaid.
Lilian: Please tell me you’re joking, Mum.
Peggy: Of course I’m joking, dear. If I go to Las Vegas I’m taking Jakob, not Tracy.
🎼. Dum ti dum ti dum ti dum...
(Ed. So what will happen to Peggy’s pussy ?)
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