Hay, Hay, We're the Donkees......

'Did that woman just call us donkeys?'

'Yes, and now she's saying here, cuddy cuddy!'

'Cuddy? Cuddy? Doesn't she know we're thoroughbreds? What's she's saying now?'

'It sounded very much like come on gee-gees, who wants a tickle!'

'I know what I'll give her, and it won't be a tickle. Anyway, here's a question; why is she blue? Is that normal?'

'Well she's been standing there saying who's a pretty boy for over 20 minutes and the temperature's about -2. She hasn't even zipped her coat up properly. You know what's wrong with her type?'

'Aye. Neighhhhhh sense!'