quote:Originally posted by mart: Why are you called Benny the Ball, Benny? Is it some testicle-related thing? Are you, in fact, one of Jimmy Benway's big purple nuts?
Or is just some stupid alliteration thing. Or are you the belle of the ball. Are you round like a ball. What sort of a ball are you. Do people have a ball when you're around. What is it.
Sigh.
Benny the Ball was the round, dumb one on Top Cat - I pretend to be round and dumb - but in actualality I am more like Fancy Fancy or Spook if I were to be likened to anthropormorphic Hannah Barbera cat, but Fancy Fancy didn't work and Spook just seemed wrong.
It has very little to do with testicles.
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i was about to say "that will make for interesting reading on the wife's blog", but of course she'd be dead, because you'd killed her.
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quote:Originally posted by MiscellaneousFiles: Not number one, surely?
I assumed that's what Ralph's numbering system was put in place for. I think it was in a 1950s public information film:
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2. Fill all swimming pools with Guinness, or other locally available stout.
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It's a reference to the old Charlie Chan films...
quote: Charlie Chan is a fictional Chinese-American detective created by Earl Derr Biggers, reportedly in part under inspiration from the career of Chang Apana. Chan is the hero of a number of books and dozens of movies. At first a sergeant (but later promoted) in the Honolulu Police Department, he and his wife have fourteen children (the oldest of which is colloquially known as "Number One Son") and live in a house on Punchbowl Hill. He is a large man but moves gracefully.
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A group of stuckup ***** on horses just gave me a right filthy look. I was cycling home as usual, and I see these horses coming the other way, so I slow down and dismount so as not to bomb past them and spook the horses. As they went past, I gave them a nice smile, as everyone smiles at everyone along the canal and I was full of the joys of summer, and all three of the ***** shot me this look as if I was a piece of shit. I couldn't believe it. I should have thrown my bike at them.
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