.Posh? you don't know the meaning of the word! well, actually it seems some of you do
I have a pony, a swimming pool, a black Labrador, a wax jacket, own half of Oban (place in Scotland, where mother and I holiday), 10 cars, a helicopter, a jet, a monkey, a monkey jet, my own private water supply, various kittens (when they get past 5 months I skin them) o yacht, a dinghy, a coal mine, a feather in my shooting cap, 20 shot guns, three mounted heads of lions, 30 fire places, a dickey bow, a cravat, smoking jacket, hairy ears, a sauna, steam room, a wine cellar that expands under Europe, a little moustache, mutton-chop side burns, a massive coke habit, wellington boots (8 pairs of), my father is my brother, my mum is my girlfriend, an IQ of 51, a unnerving ability to piss of every one in the room at the same time, 8 war medals even though not one member of my family ever fought in the war, a small boy slave ( hee hee, daddy, you can see his ribs) a questionable liking for buggery, a live tiger (white), seven panda skin rugs, a own a pyramid, a gold pair of under wear, a full size portrait above my four poster bed, lots of old stuff and a time machine, just a small one though. The big ones are rather vulgar, don’t you know.
I’m away to beat the stable hand. With a gold crop, the little scally-wag.
(Jeeves, Wed 21 Sep 2005, 13:59, Reply)