It weren't me, guvnor!
it is you, guv.
Don't be telling me no porky pies, mate!
bite me, plonker.
he's foisting britishese on me.
i won't back down!
That really warms the cockles of my heart.
Angie, Porter baked you a cake and left it in Kelly's asylum. I was gonna eat it, but I didn't want you to beat me up when you found out.
I had to re-read the thread title because I thought it said, "And all your single moms are belong to us."