Wordplay Challenge

[badger]

Originally Posted by LaughingHeart

You know....I feel like a bit more silly punning!
My friend Branie, being a member of the Senior Service Fancied A cigarette, an old fashioned, long standing brand. Looking up at the 'passing cloud', he thought back to when he was a 'cadet' and stayed at 'No 6' 'Kent' road. He remembered his 'pall Mall' at 'No 10' sitting on a 'capstan' and there was a 'wiff' of 'carrols' perfume on his shirt.
He went on his way to the corner shop, wearing his 'camel' hair coat and passing the 'embassy' he noticed some wild 'woodbine' growing on the 'Strand' of grass along 'marlboro' road. He took out his 'dunhill' lighter that he bought in 'St Moritz' and
thought of 'Winston', his old shaggy dog, who had a problem with flatulence making the statement that his 'winds-or - blue' totally accurate!
Arriving at the shop, my friend saw there were 'Churchill' books on sale, so he bought one and a pack of Cigarettes.
'So Branie', 'Black Russian' in one Hand, fine cigarette in the other and book on his lap, had a right 'royal' evening in his flat in 'Mayfair' thinking it a 'lucky strike' to have found the book.
paol.

Blimey, paol, what a cast of characters! Their players weights would make a huge impression on the strand at Bristol! (You'd never be alone there!)

[haylingpete]

Originally Posted by badger

Blimey, paol, what a cast of characters! Their players weights would make a huge impression on the strand at Bristol! (You'd never be alone there!)

Guard those thoughts, worthy of a Du Maurier novel.

Hp

[haylingwriters]

Originally Posted by badger

Blimey, paol, what a cast of characters! Their players weights would make a huge impression on the strand at Bristol! (You'd never be alone there!)

Did he live in a house on Park Drive, you know, the street that has Three Castles at the end of it?

[LaughingHeart]

Cor! Strike a light guvnor, thems sum old fags 'n nah mistake. You lots older 'n yer let on, aint yer? Me ole Mum used ter say, 'If'n yer 'memberin all the old stuff wots gone an vanished, then you aint 'appy wiv wot yer got'. You lot aint ser green when it cums ta the ole weed, cos yer seem ta 'ave a solid stash in yer 'eads.
I jest toll me bud ta leaf out the punnin fer a wile and and se if'n 'e can score wiv a cute litall columbian bird 'e just seen, so 'es toke me ole jam jar 'n gorn fer a ride dahn roach park. I 'ope 'e dont bong it abaht. Stone the crows! it's gettin late. I'm orf ta ave a maroccan dahn the tokeaway in the high street!.....See ya!
Paol.