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The All New Alan Partridge Thread

I just hate the general public.
 
Lynn, I want you to get onto Sol Dangerfield's casting agency and get me a 40 year-old scorcher. And do use that word.
 
He provides all her sexual...... er..... intercourse.
 
Good God, no. I'm old enough to be her father. Or at least her older brother. Either way it's incest.
 
Where is she then? Where's the other pig?
 
Manchester. Cotton and guns.
 
"And our first caller is David Silk from Leeds. David, are you wearing any silk?"

"No, I'm naked."
 
Cliff Thorburn is not a presenter. He is a snooker player - ex-snooker player - and is an unknown quantity.
 
You are a big posh sod with plums in your mouth. Except the plums have mutated and they've got beaks.
 
You feed beefburgers to swans.
 
Your hair looks snazzy... is that your mum's money coming through? All part of the bereavement dividend!
 
The secret underground base of an evil genius.... and then Dr No.
 
"Pick a U2 album."

"The Joshua Tree."

"Funny that, because he actually wrote part of it over there. And another bit.....over there. Bono?!"
 
"Whoa - whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Which are the less important Bond films, Lyn? I can't wait to hear this."
 
"Graveyards are so depressing. They remind of..... death."
 
Folk might say you're a cereal killer.
 
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