Enter Lord Slimly Into A Less Than Funny Mood

Lord Slimly; I'm not feeling in a funny mood at all today.
Darling Bell: You mean you ARE in a funny mood then.
Lord Slimly: Yes, I suppose, jocular being my normal.
Darling Bell: It'll be good to have a rest.
Lord Slimly: For me?
Darling Bell: And for the rest of us as well.
Lord Slimly: Oh.
Darling Bell: Yes, now we can talk about sensible things, like my beauty.
Lord Slimly: Well, it is unparralelled. Only equaled by yourself yesterday.
Darling Bell: Oh, aren't I improving?
Lord Slimly: Oh, I'd say so!
Darling Bell: Why didn't you then?
Lord Slimly: I don't know.
Darling Bell: You're very funny when you're not funny.
Lord Slimly: Yes, maybe I should see a doctor.
Darling Bell: He'd diagnose you as having a pulled funny bone.
Lord Slimly: A humoros?
Darling Bell: No, he's not funny at all. Now compliment me further.
Lord Slimly: Oh, you're beauty can go no further...in the known world.
Darling Bell: I hope I'm more out of this world than alien species.
Lord Slimly: To most your beauty is an alien species.
Darling Bell: I need you to review me more often. It makes me blush and I look prettier.
Lord Slimly: It has been noticed.
Darling Bell: Its not easy tho. I have few female friends.
Lord Slimly: What with turning all the men down in the county I can see that that's a problem.
Darling Bell: Yes, most of the women who don't like me are their former girlfriends.
Lord Slimly: Well, you're a useful ore then, testing the metal of relationships.
Darling Bell: Yes, I furnace into finery don't I.
Lord Slimly: Yes, like pulverised iron.
Darling Bell: Pig iron.
Lord Slimly: Yes, most of the pulverised are pigs after all.
Darling Bell: O don't say that!
Lord Slimly: It was an observation, not a criticism. Ask Mrs. Primsunday. Her cakes have
cultivated many a bride for the gentleman who's preferance is to plump for er, someone..
Darling Bell: On the plump side?
Lord Slimly: You said it.
Darling Bell: Is Lady Slush such a one?
Lord Slimly: No, she just loves cakes.