Cool It Bro

You betcha blighter she's all for your brother to for future reference, curl upto by the fire - with a mug of hotta chocolate - you start to expect, that the fag created the cancer when she and her lighter whence interferring, and got the fire starting, sparkers, TWISTED FIRE STARTER,
yer, he's a hairdresser, that don't make him gay,
'fancy a quick ciggy out the back Queeny', could of translated to
'fancy a quick laying of the cements fair grafted.. dare you.. builder..
I'll have lime in the MEXICOLA< 'cus it burns, so the barrier would carrier a cream, to I don't like vanilla in my limousine of 'roll up, roll up', redder carpet, redder than the cheeks of the most embarrised person in the world,
you saw your friend and your brother go for another,
and you shouted
'make it a blue flame, and remember to keep safe - I don't like knowing there may be a Miss Doubtfire fake, camping out under the stars, following Gok and having straight fock, when you're more bent than a bent leg, the bent man who lived in a bent house upon a crooked hill, who had a crookied heart, and the Doctor Gloucester that drank too much fosters led your heart a'stray, and burnt your lungs, throat, cancerous, and now it's Lozenger Louise, who puts your breath at ease