Man: Good morning, I'd care to purchase a chicken, please.
Vendor: Don't come here with that posh talk, you nasty, stuck-up twit!
Man: I beg your pardon?
Vendor: A chicken, sir? Certainly. Here we are.
Man: Thank you. And how much does that come to per pound, my good fellow?
Vendor: Per pound, you slimy trollop? What kind of a ponce are you?
Man: I'm sorry?
Vendor: Four and six a pound, sir. Nice and ready for roasting.
Man: I see. And I'd care to purchase some stuffing in addition, please.
Vendor: Use your own, you great poofy poll-nagger!
Man: What?
Vendor: Certainly, sir, some stuffing.
Man: Oh, thank you.
Vendor: Oh, "thank you", says the great queen, like a la-di-da pooftah!
Man: I beg your pardon?
Vendor: That's alright, sir, call again!
Man: Excuse me...
Vendor: What is it now, you great pillock?!
Man: I can't help but notice that you insult me, and then you're polite to me, alternately.
Vendor: Oh, I'm terribly sorry to hear that, sir!
Man: Oh, that's all right. It doesn't really matter.
Vendor: Tough titty if it did, you nasty, spotted prancer!
Vendor: Don't come here with that posh talk, you nasty, stuck-up twit!
Man: I beg your pardon?
Vendor: A chicken, sir? Certainly. Here we are.
Man: Thank you. And how much does that come to per pound, my good fellow?
Vendor: Per pound, you slimy trollop? What kind of a ponce are you?
Man: I'm sorry?
Vendor: Four and six a pound, sir. Nice and ready for roasting.
Man: I see. And I'd care to purchase some stuffing in addition, please.
Vendor: Use your own, you great poofy poll-nagger!
Man: What?
Vendor: Certainly, sir, some stuffing.
Man: Oh, thank you.
Vendor: Oh, "thank you", says the great queen, like a la-di-da pooftah!
Man: I beg your pardon?
Vendor: That's alright, sir, call again!
Man: Excuse me...
Vendor: What is it now, you great pillock?!
Man: I can't help but notice that you insult me, and then you're polite to me, alternately.
Vendor: Oh, I'm terribly sorry to hear that, sir!
Man: Oh, that's all right. It doesn't really matter.
Vendor: Tough titty if it did, you nasty, spotted prancer!
Man : Good morning, I'd care to purchase a chicken, please.
Vendor : Don't come here with that posh talk, you nasty, stuck-up twit!
Man : I beg your pardon?
Vendor : A chicken, sir? Certainly. Here we are.
Man : Thank you. And how much does that come to per pound, my good fellow?
Vendor : Per pound, you slimy trollop? What kind of a ponce are you?
Man : I'm sorry?
Vendor : Four and six a pound, sir. Nice and ready for roasting.
Man : I see. And I'd care to purchase some stuffing in addition, please.
Vendor : Use your own, you great poofy poll-nagger!
Man : What?
Vendor : Certainly, sir, some stuffing.
Man : Oh, thank you.
Vendor : Oh, "thank you", says the great queen, like a la-di-da pooftah!
Man : I beg your pardon?
Vendor : That's alright, sir, call again!
Man : Excuse me...
Vendor : What is it now, you great pillock?!
Man : I can't help but notice that you insult me, and then you're polite to me, alternately.
Vendor : Oh, I'm terribly sorry to hear that, sir!
Man : Oh, that's all right. It doesn't really matter.
Vendor : Tough titty if it did, you nasty, spotted prancer!
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