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E: I tell you Baldrick, I'm not looking forward to this evening. Trying
to serenade a light fluffy bunny of a girl in the company of an
arrogant half German yob with a mad dad.
B: Well, he is the Prince of Wales.
E: Have you ever been to Wales, Baldrick?
B: No, but I've often thought I'd like to.
E: Well don't, it's a ghastly place. Huge gangs of tough sinewy men
roam the valleys terrifying people with their close harmony singing.
You need half a pint of phlegm in your throat just to pronounce the
placenames. Never ask for directions in Wales Baldrick, you'll be
washing spit out of your hair for a fortnight.
B: So, eh, being Prince of it isn't considered a plus? (hammers a large
orange into the goose)