Job Was What You'd Technically Describe As

We Exchanged Many Frank Words In Our Respective Languages.

I Could Have Been A Judge, But I Never Had The Latin For The Judgin'. I Never Had It, So I'd Had It, As Far As Being A Judge Was Concerned... I Would Much Prefer To Be A Judge Than A Coal Miner Because Of The Absence Of Falling Coal.

All Right, You Great Git, You've Asked For It. I'll Cover The World In Tastee-freez And Wimpy Burgers. I'll Fill It With Concrete Runways, Motorways, Aircraft, Television, Automobiles, Advertising, Plastic Flowers, Frozen Food And Supersonic Bangs. I'll Make It So Noisy And Disgusting That Even You'll Be Ashamed Of Yourself! No Wonder You've So Few Friends; You're Unbelievable!

The Garden Of Eden Was A Boggy Swamp Just South Of Croydon. You Can See It Over There.

All In All I'd Rather Have Been A Judge Than A Miner. And What's More, Being A Miner, As Soon As You Are Too Old And Tired And Sick And Stupid To Do The Job Properly, You Have To Go. Well, The Very Opposite Applies With Judges. *