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I don't know; I didn't listen!
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It's at times like this I wish I had listened to what my mother told me.
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This was in one of Max Boyce's routines, but I always liked it
Fine! Go play your stupid rugby. But if you break both your legs, don't come running home to me.
If you pick your nose any more, you'll strike oil.
Come on, you could drive a bus up here! My father, urging me to climb up a steep hill behind him.
If you do that again I'll make you smile on the other side of your face. My mother's favourite preparation for a sharp slap.
Der landschaft ist mit schnee bedeckt! My mother, whenever it snows overnight. She claims it's the only thing she remembers from one year of German lessons at school (in about 1948)
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