Killer Rants, Complaints and Insults From ‘The Thick of It’

Malcolm: You tell your corporate affairs people, otherwise, I’m going to come over there and f***ing maim every single f***ing one of them. Okay?

Hugh: How long has it been since you’ve had sex? Glenn: That is between me and my Internet service provider.

Hugh: I don’t know which is worse: watching him slowly rumble towards you like prostate cancer, or him appearing suddenly out of nowhere like a severe stroke.

Glenn: My grandma was mugged by some ferret-faced teenager with a neck tattoo. What are you going to do about it, teach him to play the bassoon? It is, as my dear old mother would have said, double wank and s*** shifts.

Terri: I sell the apples. If you want me to sell the apples, I’ll sell the apples. And if you want me to sell oranges, then I’ll go and tell people that the apples, the apples are s*** Olly. They’re s***!

Malcolm: If she did that she’d be dead to me, to this department, to the government and she’d never get another story, a f***ing whiff of a story so long as she kept her sorry hack face lingering around Westminster.

Killer Rants, Complaints and Insults From ‘The Thick of It’

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