Tonight’s agenda — speak exclusively in British slang; tell all the nobs to bugger off, and sort out all the bellends. Then meet up with a nice bird who isn’t a tart.

Nice one. Right, my British slang is proper, innit? Oh, you don’t think so? GET OUT OF IT, THEN.

Tally ho!

Sally forth!

And let slip the dogs of war!  (Or something!)

Now is the winter of our discontent made glorious summer by this son of York!!

[Update: God damn it. I realized just now that Brendan Gleeson is IRISH.]