…BenBoy, exercising his glottal stops, talking to Shrewsun, and hey presto! It’s not Shrewsun, but it is indeed Emmurr! (…cor, blimey she don’t 'arf sound like her old Ma!)
…and Roars? (…can we use that one here?)
…and use of a stinky Landy?
…oh dear! Those pore Grundgies! (…several thousand listeners _
heave a sigh of relief thinking “there but for the grace of God!”)
…what a dreadful, lying little turd is the BenBoy!