“Which one of you bitches wants to dance? Hey, you know when you’re doing your usual threesome thing you do on a weekend, and the moonlight’s bouncing off your heads and your arses and everything, does that not get a bit confusing? Right. This is you, okay? Tra-la-la! Millwall! That’s the one! Do you know this chant? ‘Millwall, Millwall, you’re all really dreadful, and your girlfriends are unfulfilled and alienated…”

“Which one of you bitches wants to dance? Hey, you know when you’re doing your usual threesome thing you do on a weekend, and the moonlight’s bouncing off your heads and your arses and everything, does that not get a bit confusing? Right. This is you, okay? Tra-la-la! Millwall! That’s the one! Do you know this chant? ‘Millwall, Millwall, you’re all really dreadful, and your girlfriends are unfulfilled and alienated…”