Oh, the little grovelling bastard.

 

Oh, the little grovelling bastard.
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Graham Moorby, "Goon spikes tribute from the `grovelling bastard' Prince", The Independent, 5 December 1994.
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Spike Milligan's reaction when the Prince's tribute to him was read out at the 1994 British Comedy awards.

 

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