I was saying to Majorie just now I says poor Uncle Dickie was blown up by them IRA radical micks. "Damn you for a new fag," says my old woman, "Uncle Dickie was killed by order of his niece the Queen for high fucking treason."
"He's a nonce anyway," I retorted. "They're all nonces, she said and slammed the door. As you see I won that exchange handily. Got to show a bitch who's boss.