Sally: She's a fake, you know. What she's got, is not her own. Mike: From what I've seen, she's made a jolly good swap.
Trevor: She's just my type. Sid: They're all your blooming type. Even Greasy Gladys down at the fish and chips shop is your type. Trevor: Greasy Gladys was very tasty, especially when she shook her salt and vinegar.
Trevor: Have you seen her legs, Sid? Sid: Yes, they go all to the top and then they go cheeky.
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