"Hello, there."

"Whatcha ****. How's it hanging?"

"A bit to the left."

"I prefer it pointing north."

"Nice. Ere, do ya fancy a roll in the hay?"

"Yea why not? I'm wet as an otter's pocket."

"Smashing. Can I check out ya baps?"

"There you go. What do you reckon?"

"I reckon breast is best."

"You saucy charmer. Let's go indoors and stain the kitchen table."

"And this..is why I married you."