A friend was working in the Travel section of a department store. He asked the rather attractive middle aged lady he was serving if she wanted a fooking borm. The best I ever heard though was Jasper Carrot doing the entire song Bastity Chelt (Castity Belt)as a Spoonerism. Some wonderful lines: Wourn or to meep ( mourn or to weep) The Celting old **** (The cunning old Celt) Necialized Spolledge (specialized knowledge) Hot down like a shart (shot down like a hart) Slackbith (blacksmith) He's wack from the Bors (back from the wars) Locked up forever, you work it out. You have to know the original song to get the best out of it though. JohnB I still do it occaisionaly after enough, not too much beer.