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Richie: What about pin the tail on the donkey?
Eddie: We haven't got a donkey.
Richie: Well er, pin the tail on the chicken.
Eddie: We haven't got a tail.
Richie: Well pin the sausage on the chicken.
Eddie: We haven't got a chicken.
Richie: Well pin the sausage on the fridge.
Eddie: Or a pin.
Richie: Sellatope a sausage to the fridge.
Eddie: We haven't got a sausage.
Richie: Put a bit of Sellotape on the fridge!
Eddie: Not much of game is it
Woman: Which one of you is Mr Hitler
Eddie: That would be me.
Women: Ooh, any relation?
Eddie: Well... I've got a mother.
Women: No, no, I meant to Adolf Hitler.
Eddie: Yes that's her.
Eddie: So, er, what did you do then?
Falklands War Vet.: Well, I'd rather not talk about it.
Eddie: Why? Is it embarrassing? Shit your pants, did you? Cry, did you?
Falklands War Vet.: Quite the opposite, actually.
Eddie: What, you sucked water in through your eyes?
[doing Crossword puzzle]
Eddie: Err right. "Ironmonger", six letters. Oh, got it! "Harold".
Richie: "Harold"?
Eddie: Yeah, well he's an ironmonger, isn't he? Harold the Ironmonger, remember? We ate his dog!
Richie: Oh right, we bloody won that bet, didn't we?
Eddie: No we didn't, that's why we had to eat his dog.