Many moons ago,before the advent of DVDs,
Channel 4 and Satellite T.V.,the only chance we had of seeing any "rumpy pumpy" was by watching sub-titled French films.If one persevered long enough
one was usually rewarded with a glimpse of skin,all done in the best possible taste,of course,and purely in the name of art.Occasionally you could go to the
trouble of watching a whole black and white foreign film and end up seeing
nothing,thats the chance you took.
The following coversation took place a while ago between two Corpo men,i.e.
Corporation workers,as we waited for a premises to open.The two were standing
directly in front of me,and this,I swear ,on the life of my Desk-top,is the way it went;
"were you watching the box last night"
"Yea,fuck all on,as usual"
"Did you see that oul' French fillum,fuck all in it."
"Fuck all,nuthin,I watched it all."
"Would'nt ya wonder why they keep makin' them oul' foreign fillums,shure they
know nobody understands them."