Hippowarehouse This time Next Year We'll be Millionaires! Unisex Short Sleeve t-Shirt (Specific Size Guide in Description)

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Trigger: Ain't there any words to this, Dave? Rodney: Words? No... no words. Sorta instrumental. Del: What's this? Trigger: It's Mozart's symphony number 38 in D Major. It's the karaoke version. We are in need of some of the his best lines from the hilarious TV show, so here 14 of his funniest quotes.

Del has entered a clay pigeon shoot with a sawn off shotgun at Lady Victoria's house.] Rodney: Oi! Where'd you get that gun? Del: Iggy Higgins. Rodney: Iggy Higgins robs banks. Del: Yeah I know but it's Saturday, innit. Del: (to Trigger at the bar in a yuppy club) I think we're on a winner here Trig, play it nice and cool son, nice and cool. You know what I mean? (falls through bar) Drink up Trig, we're leaving. Del Boy is a compulsive liar, particularly to women, customers, policemen and even his family and doctors. He sometimes lies when it is against his best interests, such as when he claims to be a health freak while suffering from severe stomach pains, leading to his spending several days under observation in hospital rather than receiving an immediate diagnosis. In "The Long Legs of the Law" he implies that he supports Chelsea. Rodney: I'd never wear a British uniform on principle. Del: What principle? Rodney: Well, on the principle that the Russians might shoot at it.

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Only Fools And Horses first aired in 1981 and featured the escapades of market trader Del Boy – played by Sir David Jason – and his less streetwise younger brother Rodney, played by Nicholas Lyndhurst. Del: What do you mean "won't see us arrive" I want people to see me arrive Rodney: In a three wheeled van? Still got no choice have we? Del: Yes we have. We can take Boycie's E type Jaguar They continue to argue until Del walks in.] Del: Are you two at it again? Rodney: Del. How do you pronounce that fella's name on the telly? Sidney Poitier or Potter? Del: Personally, I'd pronounce it Harry Belafonte, but you two please yourselves. Tony Angelino: No-one who pwonounces R's like me has ever become successful. Albert: There's Roy Jenkins and Jonathan Ross. Tony Angelino: Exactly! Del bars the door] Raquel: [panting] Just let him do his job, Del. Del: No, he's a bloke! Raquel: I don't care if he's a trained chimp, get out of his way!

There’ll soon be more: most housing market forecasters are expecting house prices to rise by 20-30% over the next five years. That might be nice for people who have houses but it doesn’t really get them, (or the rest of us) anywhere. Unless you are moving from London and the south-east to the likes of Northumberland or you are able to constantly remortgage, you can’t get any cash out of your house, so its value is entirely meaningless. You can’t eat your house, use it to go on holiday or pay your bills with it. Not if you want to live in it too. That’s why most useful classifications of wealth ask people to ignore the value of their primary home. Sandra: Now, what do you think my commanding officer would do if he found me in possession of stolen property? Rodney: Put you in charge of the Christmas Club more like. Rodney: Ah, Picadilly. Right, that's mine and I have a hotel, so that's twelve hundred pounds. Grandad: Twelve hundred pounds for a hotel next to a smelly old waterworks? Rodney: What? Grandad: All them sewers. I'd rather sleep in the car, or look for a bed and breakfast. Rodney: No, you don't understand. Bless his little... Look, it's in the rules. Grandad: Twelve hundred quid-it's scandalous. I ain't a tourist you know. Rodney: (about Debbie) I've just met the first girl in my life who really means something to me, and it turns out to be my bloody niece! Del: Alright, Rodney. Come on, that's why I had to tell you, you see, 'cos this sort of thing ain't allowed - it's... well, it's incense! Say you had got married to her - you can see what sort of confusion that would have led to, I would have been your father-in-law! Rodney: Bloody hell! Del: Your mother-in-law would have been your aunt, your wife would have been your second cousin - God knows what that would have made Grandad - the fairy godmother I should think.Del: What you got? Boycie: I've got kings. Del: How many? Boycie: Un, deux, tois, quatre. Del: Four!? Boycie: I didn't know you were good at maths Del Boy.