> “Staff told me I couldn’t smoke, but I said I’d had enough of being pushed around by the Government.
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> “They pressed a panic button and the next thing I knew, there were six policemen in the pub and two outside.”
Mayday, Mayday Mayday! This is an Emergency: I say again, this is an EMERGENCY! The Barneyfication of the United Kingdom is in peril! Tele-Tubbist forces are no longer in control and the Proles are revolting! Broken Arrow! Broken Arrow! A Barney Position is about to be over-run! Send in everything you have!!!
Bingo pingo!
Barney: I don’t like it. I don’t like it one bit. I tell you, this is just the beginning. Going around breaking street lamps! City property, mind you. Next thing you know they’ll be on motorcycles and wearing them leather jackets and zooming around. They’ll take over the whole town! A reign of terror!
Andy: Barney, these are just boys you’re talking about. They are only about eight years old.
Barney: Yeah, well today’s eight-year-olds are tomorrow’s teenagers. I say this calls for action and now! Nip it in the bud! First sign of youngsters going wrong, you’ve got to nip it in the bud.
Andy: I’m going to have a talk with them. What else do you want me to do?
Barney: Well, just don’t mollycoddle them.
Andy: I won’t.
Barney: Nip it! You go read any book you want on the subject of child discipline and you’ll find every one of them is in favor of bud nipping.
Andy: I’ll take care of it.
Barney: There’s only one way to take care of it.
Andy: Nip it...
Barney: In the bud!