Working for a newpaper, you hear a lot of weird things. (4) The phone never stopped ringing the day (7) the queen made a decision to outlaw tea in the country. The first person who reported this to me was a woman from Kent who was ranting and raving at first. I calmed her down and told her to give me the (2) just the facts ma'am. Well she explained that she had just heard from her sister, who heard it from her maid, who heard it from a chimney sweep, who heard it from a taxi driver, who heard it from a char woman he picked up at Buckingham palace, that the queen was about to outlaw tea in England. (5) "I rather think this is a bit of a sticky wicket, my good man," she said. Outlaw tea!!! We would be just like AMERICANS" she said disdainfully, "Drinking coffee at all times of the day."
The story spread like wildfire and the phones rang all day. I was the first to debunk the story which became known as (9) The Legend of the Mad Queen, as that is what most people thougt had happened, that the Queen had gone quite mad. I had many odd conversations on the pone that day, some even suggesting (6) somebody call Scotland Yard to investigate the Queen. (1) In the middle of all the chaos, a scream could be heard from one of the reporters manning the phones. His scream was so piercing, everyone stopped speaking at once. The quiet was deafening. Pleased by the sudden quiet, the reporter said (10) Ahhhhhh.....Total quiet....At last. To which I could only add "Amen," as I took my tea time break.
2007-11-12 03:34:12
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answered by ghouly05 7
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I think my guardian angel may be a bit deranged.The moment I found the body in my own cellar,I knew this was going to a nightmare.
My first instinct was to shout,"Somebody call Scotland yard!!!". But since this was the U.S. and I was merely a visitor, that wasn't the answer!
I called 911 and when the detective arrived I gave away my status as a Brit by saying,"I rather think this is a bit of a sticky wicket,my good man."
"It seems to be a bloody mess!" I thought the detective was mocking me until I surveyed the scene.In the middle of chaos,a scream could be heard. Mine!!!!
He continued with,"Just the facts,ma'am."
Well at least,the legend of Jack Webb was alive and well.
The rest of that day is still a blurr. The phone never stopped ringing and the questioning was brutal!
I was a suspect and I knew it!
Finally, "Jack Webb" approached and told me I was free to go.
He had ruled out foul play and he wanted to know if I needed any assistance."Maybe some tea and crumpets?"
I wanted to welcome an adult conversation but opted for more sarcasm."The Queen had made her decision about you colonists but I think you're alright just the same."
Ahhhhhhh........total quiet.....at last.
2007-11-12 02:27:21
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answered by sillyfrog 2
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A frightening scene occurred on Saturday last in our borough .
A riding mower took off at a speed of 60 mph with the good burgher aboard." I think this is a bit of a sticky wicket, my good man." I intoned as I watched from behind one of my rose bushes. "Somebody call Scotland Yard!" In the middle of
the chaos, a scream could be heard" and above that, the roar of arriving constables."This is terrible! I yelled from the bush. "Just the facts maam" The stoic officer replied. The Queen has made her decision. We have a sniper here to take out the mower. The shot and then the death rattle of the mower. The poor man stumbled from the wood babbling "I think my guardian angel may be a bit deranged. Ahhhhhh.....Total quiet...At Last!!
2007-11-12 01:17:25
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answered by nutsfornouveau 6
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.In the middle of all the chaos a scream could be heard.........The phone never stopped ringing,the Queen had made her decision,somebody call Scotland Yard,I think my guardian angel may be a bit deranged!! " Just the the facts Ma am.""its the legend of ........ Ahhhhhh....total quiet.... At last!!
Your right PINKY and The Brain some of us did!!!!
2007-11-12 01:31:23
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answered by Aleak!! 3
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Looking back, I can only think that my guardian angel may be a bit deranged.
I was home, drinking a well-earned ice-cold Fosters. The phone never stopped ringing. 'Got to hell!' I thought, but in the end, I picked up the receiver.
'I rather think this is a bit of a sticky wicket, my good man' Jim said. Now that told me everything! Jim was never very good at coming straight to the point.
'Come on, old chap. Give me the facts.'
'You psychic? That's just what I said to her, I said, "Just the facts, maam."
'To whom?' I asked. (I always prided myself on my faultless grammar.)
'The Queen. The queen had made her decision.'
Oh my God! 'What decision?' I almost shouted.
'She's eaten them! Every last one. Not a single tart left for the guests.'
'Take it easy, you'll have a heart attack.. Are you sure she ate them ?' The llegend of the Queen of hearts. Come back to haunt me. Does nobody know that I've retired?
'No, not absolutely sure.'
'O.K. Spmebody call Scotland Yard. Maybe they can sort it out - and what happended to the 24 blackbirds while they're at it.'
'Is that all?'
'Not quite,' I replied.
Settling down in my favourite armschiar, I murmured,'Welcome to an adult converstion' took another swig of whiskey, picked up the remote control and pressed the * key.
Not too far away, I heard the explosion.
Ahhhh .. Total quiet...At last
2007-11-12 01:31:40
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answered by cymry3jones 7
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In the middle of all the chaos, a scream could be heard; it was Dave boy Cameron - somebody had whacked the blighter in the nads. It happened in a lively Commons tearoom and nobody was entirely sure who the culprit was. It was quite justified, because he could be a right pain in the butt at times, both figuratively and literally.
The Queen read about the strange goings-on in Parliament in her favourite rag the Sun and said she really couldn't understand how Dave had become quite so unpopular. An MP, who wished to remain nameless, said: "It's just the facts, maam." Meanwhile at Dave's residence, the phone never stopped ringing as his Tory cohorts tried to find out who the nad-whacking culprit was.
Dave was filled with indignation as he shouted: "Somebody call Scotland Yard!." He had to be told by a senior colleague, that perhaps this was an over-the-top reaction to such a trifling offence. Sadly, it was a bad habit of Dave's to over-react to most situations.
To be fair to Dave, things had been getting all a bit too much for his small brain, what with the forthcoming release of his rather exaggeratedly entitled autobiography "The Legend of Dave" and having to stand up to the great clunking fist of Gordy. He was having great difficulty in sleeping at night with all the excitement of it all.
Dave decided to escape the noisy hurly burly of London and booked a nice relaxing break to the Highlands of Scotland for him and his wife. They took the night sleeper up to bonny Scotland. A chauffeur driven car was waiting for them at Edinburgh Waverley Station. The car took them up to a beautiful little village near Ullapool, where they had rented an idyllic traditional cottage for a few days. Later that night as Dave snuggled up to Mrs Dave in bed he said: "Ahhhhh....Total quiet....At last."
2007-11-12 01:33:25
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answered by Anonymous
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Yep i agree, good idea but a bit to much skiving would need to be done to answer this one
2007-11-12 01:28:51
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answered by Anonymous
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I agree with Pinky
2007-11-12 01:03:08
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answered by foxystorky 3
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yeah, probably, but do you think anyones gonna spend that much time for an answer
2007-11-12 01:01:49
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answered by Anonymous
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