Behind the Bike Sheds1983

Trolly Molly:
But I always done right by you. I gave you a cupper when you was down.

Headmistress:
[sarcastic laughter] Ohohoho Blackmail is it? Because I was unwise enough to drink one of your vile fluids in a moment of stress, am I now to be made the stalking horse of your unnational passions?

Trolly Molly:
But Miss, I'm desperate. Me and Mr. Winter had an understanding. I'm in lurve!

Headmistress:
Love! How dare you utter that disgusting four letter word within these walls? Metric, cover up your ears.