Oh, I say, we are grand, aren’t we? Oh, oh, no more buttered scones for me, Mater. I’m off to play the grand piano! Pardon me while I fly my aeroplane.

Oh, I say, we are grand, aren’t we? Oh, oh, no more buttered scones for me, Mater. I’m off to play the grand piano! Pardon me while I fly my aeroplane.



I HATE ‘EM I HATE ‘EM


totally bizarre.

totally bizarre.


Upper Class Twit of the Year Show

Upper Class Twit of the Year Show