Wags: I found it, I found it.
Barker: What have you found?
Wags: Something really valuable over at that archaeological dig.
Barker: It’s a bone isn’t it.
Wags: I found it, I found it.
Barker: What have you found?
Wags: Something really valuable over at that archaeological dig.
Barker: It’s a bone isn’t it.
Barker: What’s the root of all evil Wags?
Wags: I know it, I know it…it’s money.
Barker: That’s what they want you to believe Wags.
Wags: You mean it’s not money?
Barker: Can you eat money Wags?
Wags: Chocolate money we get at Christmas tastes good.
Barker: Yeah, but it takes too long to get it out of the wrapping. Wags, I’ll tell you because I’ve been around a bit and I know…It’s Bones. Now let me take care of that one for you.
Barker: We’re going on strike Wags. If BA staff can do it we can.
Wags: What for?
Barker: More bones Wags.
Wags: But we don’t do anything Barker.
Barker: You may have a point there.
Wags: Why do they call him the rag and bones man?
Barker: It’s a bit like the Post Man. You know when we get to chew on the post.
Wags: When is a black dog not a black dog?
Barker: When it’s a grey hound.
Wags: What do you get if you cross a gun dog with a telephone?
Barker: A Golden Receiver.
Wags: What dog wears contact-lenses?
Barker: A cock-eyed spaniel
Wags: What happened to the dog that ate nothing but garlic?
Barker: His bark was much worse than his bite.
Wags: What do you give a dog with a fever?
Barker: Mustard