Mrs Slocombe's Pussy
There's been a thread of smut running through the Cellar lately, and I do like that. It makes me feel right at home does that.
To give you Merkins an idea of why I, and the other Brits here have such a refined sense of smut, here's an example of prime-time family entertainment from the early 70s. I used to like this show. I watched it with my mum and dad and brother. I couldn't swear to it but I may have watched it with my grandparents. It had simple comedy archetypes (The upper-class manager, the lower class caretaker, the Dizzy young blonde on the shop floor, the effeminate gay floor assistant in the men's section, etc etc) with a simple palette of catch phrases.
Mrs Slocombe has a cat. From this much mirth ensues. This is a collection of Mrs Slocombe's best moments.
Hopefully this explains much about the general smuttiness of British minds.
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