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Bill Nighy doesn't purr. Bill Nighy 'hmmmm's' through thin lips and then shrugs you a snorting guffaw. He then regains his wiry composure whilst his hair falls back into the form it was disturbed from. His eyes then pierce into you from behind those thick black specs, teasing out the undying affection you've held for the cad all your life.


So yes, although I've never met either fellows, this Jah Lush certainly sounds like a fitting substitute for a pet Nighy.

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RosieH.


O.K, fair enough, you've got me. I have met Bill Nighy. My great aunt Bethesda was married to a former Vichy Frenchman who rented the impressionable young waif a room during his brief - though sadly unfulfilled - stay in Paris during the sixties. I met him briefly during a summer break on the continent. I walked in on him whilst he was shaving. He told me to f_ck off.

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Jah Lush Wrote:

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> ???? Wrote:

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> > Bill Nighy=Jah Lush

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> Hmmm... you've said this before haven't you Quids.

> I'm honestly flattered by the comparison.



Mick Mac = Roy Walker


so someone told me once...


Quids = Griff Rhys Jones (or west ham equivelent).

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