Coddle

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  • DINNER’S READY
  • Lovely jubbly. I’m starvin’ ma
  • Grab a bowl there hun
  • What is it?
  • Coddle
  • Ah Ma, ye know I don’t  like coddle
  • Since when?
  • Since always
  • Gerraway ou’ve dat, you always ate coddle, ye loved it
  • I did not. I was never a fan of boiled sausages
  • ..and yer only tellin’ me now? Well I’m sorry for ye
  • But I’m starvin’
  • Well,eat up den
  • Is der nuttin else?
  • No, der isn’t. D’you think I’ve nuttin better te do but make two dinners everyday?
  • Well, I’m not eatin’ dat
  • Grand, more for yer da so
  • What about me ? What’ll I eat?
  • Eat yer shoe for all I care
  • Well give us a bowl of it den
  • No, too late. Ye said ye didn’t like me coddle, ye hurt me feelins’ so now ye can go and feck off
  • Ah don’t be like dat ma. It’s not your coddle I don’t like, it’s coddle in general
  • No problem. I won’t be makin’ it for ye again
  • So what’ll I have?
  • I told ye, I don’t give a shite. Now, excuse me while me and yer da have ours will ye
  • Maybe I’ll have pizza
  • Knock yerself out
  • Put one on for me ma will ye
  • Would you ever get de boat. If you want pizza, put it on yerself
  • Jaysis, ye wouldn’t want te be starvin’ round here
  • Don’t get cheeky with me miss, yer dinner was made and ye turned yer nose up at it
  • Jaysis, ye can’t open yer mouth around here, go on den I’ll have de coddle
  • Too late, yer da is havin’ it…JIMMY…YER DINNER IS POURED

 

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