Another week, another David Platt demon child adventure. You realize that he's running out of family members to injure/terrorize/maim. There was Gail (stairs), Bethany (drugs), Jason (scaffolding) and now Ted (Windass-induced heart attack). Oh well, we still have TGIF (Tony Gordon, it's Friday), a selection of some of the memorable lines from the week's Corrie. Onward!
Steve telling Sean that the Rovers fundraising photo is not exactly front page news:
"We've not found Osama Bin Laden behind a crate of stout."
(I believe terrorists prefer lager)
Vanessa coming on to Bill Webster (aka Newt):
"Perhaps you'd like to finish your story back in my foxhole, hm? "
(where no man has gone before...)
Graeme explaining dung differences to David:
"High-quality dung is rich in nutrients. Low-quality dung is what you'll be in if you get rumbled for this burglary."
(David is definitely a 'low-quality dung' kind of guy)
Eddie Windass finds incontrovertible evidence that his son has been set up by David Platt:
"He’s the brains behind all this. Our Gary’s not smart enough"
(thanks, Dad)
Luke explaining that the factory workers can buy part of Underworld for just 25 grand:
"You get nine percent of the company between you"
(...and you still get to do 100 per cent of the skiving!)
Tony Gordon literally prepares to 'move in' on Maria and take over dog duty:
"And no more walking this hound for now on. That’s my job"
(...I hope he's had a rabies short (I mean Tony, not Ozzy)
Norris wants to use the dining table where Emily and friends are seated:
"I shall be clearing this table for my Sudoku"
(whoa, Norris, take a number)
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Well, that's it for the week. Thanks for visiting. Enjoy the long weekend (if you have one), omnibus and thanks for stopping by. See you next week. Cheers!
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