Monty Python's Flying Circus1969

Mr. Mousebender:
[entering cheese shop] Good morning, um, I was sitting in the public library on Servon Street just now, skimming through Rogue Harries by Horace Walpole, when I sort came over all peckish.

Clerk:
Peckish, sir?

Mr. Mousebender:
Eseriant, ay?

Clerk:
Ay?

Mr. Mousebender:
[Yorkshire Accent] Ee, I were all 'ungry, like.

Clerk:
Ah, hungry.

Mr. Mousebender:
In a nutshell. So I thought to myself, a little fermented curd would do the trick. So I curtailed my Walpoling activities, sallied forth and infiltrated your place of purveyance, to negotiate the vending of some cheesy comestibles.

Clerk:
Come again?

Mr. Mousebender:
[Yorkshire Accent] I want to buy some cheese!

Clerk:
Oh! I thought you were complaining about the music.