Owing to a widespread attack of pathetic fallacy, tomorrow's weather will be determined by the collective mood of the populace. So please cheer up, you miserable buggers.

Tomorrow will be muggy, The next day will be tuggy, followed by wuggy, thuggy and fuggy.

Eh-oh!

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Another? How about
School Inspector

I was a first class teacher and an exceptional head.

Look, just hit the little buggers. I won't tell anyone.

I was a first class teacher and give exceptional head.

Funny, I never could spell.

You forgot the "e" on "potato", boy.

'Ave you got a loight, boy?

Are your expressive movement classes for five-year-old rigorous?