Wot's this then? Do I over'ear some Idaho lowlifes slanderin' 'er Majesty's forces? We only let you buggers go on account of we 'ad a bleedin' lunatic on the frone at the time, meanin' George the bloody Third. 'E was totally daft and in 'is cups most of the time. If we 'ad 'ad proper leadership, like what we 'as now in Twillingsgate and environs you Yanks would've got a lesson wot you would've remembered, boyo! I finks you should shut yer gobs and go back to brewing moonshine and marryin' your 12 year old sisters, that's wot I finks.

Albert McSwiggins, chief gardener, Rutledge 'Ouse