Sergeant Grumbles: Boudica's War Tampon: Angus: (getting a little angry) Oh look woman, how many games did we sell last year? Nine and a half, that's all. So when I get an order for 48,000,000, I believe it - you bet I believe it.Mrs Podgorny: Even if it's from a blancmange?Angus: Och, woman, if a blancmange is prepared to come 2,200,000 light years to purchase a game, they must be fairly keen on games. So cease yer prattling woman and get coding. This could be the biggest breakthrough in games since the Provost of Edinburgh sat on a joystick. Mary, we'll be rich! We'll be rich!Oh my god. Brain not work. Where is that from?Is that the flan that tried to win Wimbledon by turning everyone Scottish?
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