J'taime - Judge Dread

«Hello, what’s your name?»

«Dread»

«Not Judge Dread?»

«Yes, that’s right»

«Oh, I’ve always wanted to meet you»

«Oh really, why?»

«Oh, I’m a really big fan of yours»

«That's very nice of you to say that»

«Is It true?»

«Is what true?»

«What they say about big nine»

«Well, I think you’d better have a look for yourself»

«Oh, it’s true, it’s true!

Come on Dread, get 'em off»

«No, what do you take me for!»

«Come on, don’t be shy»

«Now doesn’t that feel better?»

«Oh yes, those bloody boots were killing me!»

«Here, look at this»

«Oh my god, I don’t believe it!»

«Oh come on, touch it»

«You must be bloody jokin', you’re not even a proper woman!

You’re a geezer dressed up!

you’re one of those Trans

What do they call 'em

Transvestites!»

«Oh come on dear, this is 1975»

«Oh I don’t know, every time I come out, every bloody time, it always ends up

in sillys!»

«Come home and give me love please»

«I'll tell you what, I’ll give you bloody love!

I’ll give you the rough end of a pineapple!

Go on, fuck off!»

«Nasty man you»

«Away!»

«What?»

«Take your soddy handbag with you!»

«And I’m not going to buy anymore of your records!

Fuck off!»