[snugs]

Sounds like us Brits who only ever eat a kebab after a skinful :0)

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ACKERMAN You’re drunk.
LISTER Drunk, shir?

[LISTER shakes his head emphatically then finds it difficult to stop]

LISTER No, sir.
RIMMER Absolutelly not, sir, no. No, no. No.

[ACKERMAN ponders for a moment]

ACKERMAN Who fancies a kebab?
LISTER Oh yeah!
RIMMER Me, sir, me!
LISTER Oh smeg... he’s shticked us.