Scene: My home, this morning.
Dramatic personae: Gyppo Byard, Guthlac (aged two and a half), Djangolina (Aged 12)
Guthlac: Daddy?
GB: Yes?
G: A'am Spar'kus.
GB (blankly): You are sparkers?
G: No, a'am Spaaa'rkus.
GB: You are starkers?
G: No, a'am Spaaaaaaaaa'arkus"
GB: You are Spartacus?
G: Yes. I am Spartacus.
Djangolina: No, I am Spartacus!
G: No, I am Spartacus (launches spirited attack on sister's midriff)
I have to go through this every day. So do they...
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It beats singing Night Garden ditties. You ought to be proud, man!
"Yes, my name is Iggle-Piggle..."
"No, I am Iggle Piggle"
[biff, slap]
I'm still waiting for someone to claim to be Sportacus.
Actually Jules, I think that's what he might have been trying to say, because he noticed his tracky bottoms had the same type of stripe on. But nobody would believe me...
The long hand of destiny has clearly marked your sprogs out for greatness, Gyp.
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