“The boys told me skinny ties were back in. Got me a purple one.”
“Oy, mate. Up me grimpers wif a Charlie Chuzzlewhit?”
…
What?
“British.”
I know Elvis Costello is British: I just didn’t know he was that British.
“Rumpy-pumpy inna corner flat, Guvn’r?”
“Just ignore him.”
Done.
…
So.
“So what? I got a gig that night. Shapiro’s place: he built the dressing room the way I want it. Plus all the cats I hired? I fucking hired them. I’ve left guitarists on the side of the road in the middle of the night.”
I heard that story, yeah.
“Listen, man: you remember that thing when my liver stopped working and they had to put another guy’s in me?”
I also heard that story.
“It’s all borrowed. Every day is a borrowed one. It’s a gift, man, and I will not spend one more day of it having the same amount of votes as Mickey.”
Concisely put.
“Scouser wit’ a wee cheeky butty dinna onna ‘er Majesty, gor blimey.
…
“I think he’s just making that up.”
Yeah. Phil?
“Uh-huh?”
Don’t mention Ray Charles.
“Gotcha.”
Mom?
you mean me?
Mom!!!
this must be at The CorrieCon. phil & e did a tribute to Deidre.