Roy Walker got into FBG's taxi and could tell FBG was dying to know who he was.
He could feel his eyes burning into his chest through the rear-view mirror."
"Allright, give us a clue," FBG said.
"Catchphrase," Roy said.
"No," said FBG. "Where to, you prat?"'

pmsl, very good devil took the words right out of my mouth

haha very good devil xxxx

One dismal rainy night in London, taxi driver FBG spotted an arm waving
from the shadows of an alley halfway down the road. Even before he
rolled to a stop at the kerb, a figure leapt into the cab and slammed
the door. Checking his rear view mirror as he pulled away, he was
startled to see a dripping wet, naked woman sitting in the back seat.

"Er, where to?" Fbg stammered.

"Kings Cross," answered the woman.

"You got it," he said, taking another long glance in the mirror.

The woman caught him staring at her and asked, "Just what are you
looking at?"

"Well madam," Fbg answered, "I was just wondering how you'll pay your
fare."

The woman spread her legs, put her feet up on the front seat, smiled
at Fbg , and said, "Does this answer your question?"

Still looking in the mirror, the Fbg asked, "Have you got anything smaller?"

pmsl................very good devil

at both