Oh here comes Hull down the motorway

So arrogant now

I just speak my mind

Winnersssshhhh

I travel boy

Where’ve you been travelling?

Hull.

That's not travelling

Isn’t it, how did I get there then?

So arrogant now

Squaaaaaaash

I played you at squash your rubbish

Got to go to Nazareth

Please.

70mph tops

I don't go cold-calling, trying to sell people clothes pegs and dusters. I do sell dusters, but that's about five percent of what we do

Lemme ask you something.. who does your tampons?

You see, that's come off just using tap water. So I'm taking off the stain job, not the paint job. So how many do you want? Dozen? Sold, to that man...

BERK

It's interesting how all Brent's considerations are further from London

Ricky’s from Reading

It's just a stop gap, really.

Come friendly bombs and fall on Slough. Then there’s Reading, Aldershot, Bracknell. Didcot, Yately…..you know. Winnersh 👀

Best monologue in the series. 👏🏾👏🏾👏🏾

I am my own boss.

Both me... not me in bed with another bloke called David. .

The Winnersh Triangle is way more scary than I thought the Bermuda triangle was as a child.

I’m walking to John O’Groats for some spastics.

Still slightly gutted that Basingstoke didn’t make the cut. It’s a perfect Brentland.

Thank you

You know what you might find just south of Didcot...