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My lovely Mayo Mammy..


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Ha, just watched that legendary Pat Mustard episode Saturday night, complete with the hairy babies.

 

Fucking legend.

 

Father Ted: I know what's going on, Pat Mustard. There are some very hairy babies on Craggy Island, and I think you are the hairy baby-maker.

 

Pat Mustard: Oh, yeah? Well, I think that you would need proof if you were going to make that sort of an accusation. And I'm a very careful man, Father. A very careful man!

 

Father Ted: Except when it comes to taking precautions in the bedroom.

 

Pat Mustard: Ah, w-... you certainly wouldn't be advising the use of artificial contraception now, Father, would you?

 

Father Ted: Yes, I... well... if you're going to be... of course you will... JUST FECK OFF!

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My lovely horse, running

through the field,

Where are you going with

your fetlocks blowing in the

wind?

I want to shower you with

sugarlumps,

And ride you over fences,

Polish your hooves every

single day,

And bring you to the horse

dentist.

 

My lovely horse,

You're a pony no more,

Running around with a man

on your back,

Like a train in the night (yeah)

Like a train in the night

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Dougal: God, Ted. D'you remember that feller who was so good at fashion they had to shoot him?

 

 

 

Ted: What was it [Jack] used to say about the needy? He had a term for them.

Dougal: A shower of bastards.

 

 

 

 

 

Father Ted: How long has Father Jack been living in there?

Father Dougal: Uh, he started just a few days after you left.

Father Ted: Maybe he's agoraphobic?

Father Dougal: Jack scared of fighting? I don't think so Ted.

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Pat Mustard - Because of you I've been havin to yank meself round the clock cos I'm not gettin any proper sex from girls.

 

 

Father Finton Stack - A load of young fellas running around a field in little shorts,

thats the kind of thing you like

but you're imagining them without the shorts........

ya dirty fecker !

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