Press Gang1989

Lynda:
You're sulking, Kenny.

Kenny:
Lynda, I am not sulking.

Lynda:
Is it because I rejected your computing article?

Kenny:
I didn't know you rejected it...?

Lynda:
You thought it got torn in half by accident?

Kenny:
Oh, breaking it to me gently were you? No, it's not because you rejected my compting article.

Lynda:
Is it what I said about your mother?

Kenny:
What did you say about my mother?

Lynda:
Oh nothing. C'mon Kenny, what is it?

Kenny:
Well if you have to know, it is something you said.

Lynda:
What?

Kenny:
Lynda I do not like "everybody."

Lynda:
Kenny that was just something I said in the heat of the moment. Don't take it to heart.

Kenny:
I'm sick of people thinking I'm just this reasonable, decent, likeable guy.

Lynda:
Oh nobody thinks that.

Kenny:
There are lots of people I don't like.

Lynda:
Yeah?

Kenny:
Well of course.

Lynda:
Name one.

Kenny:
What?

Lynda:
I'm curious. Name one person you really hate. Who's top of your personal hit list?

Kenny:
Well I wouldn't like to single out who I hate the most.

Lynda:
Why not?

Kenny:
Well it wouldn't be fair on them.

Lynda:
You really do like everyone, don't you?

Kenny:
Oh, I don't like Mr. Cavendish the maths teacher.

Lynda:
Well nobody likes him, he's a half-dead, senile, old psychopath!

Kenny:
Oh Lynda, he's not that bad.