“He probably crawled up your shorts before you stood up,' Sid replied. 'Don't bloody say that,' Reg exclaimed, jumping up a second time and patting down his legs. 'It must have gone up your arsehole.' 'Good luck to the bastard,' Reg said, sitting back down again.”
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Stuart Minor,
Battleaxe
“You never used to swear in front of me, not before you went off into the army,' Wendy said, placing an old copper kettle on top of the hob. 'Blame Hitler,' Jack replied with a grin.”
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Stuart Minor,
Battleaxe