Muppet

The truth was I'd love to be in the school team but I wouldn't get picked anyway: most of the kids think I'm a real muppet, a gormo who's into bird-watching and if I tried to join in, they would just rib me, so I don't bother to show any interest.

Scrappy set off to run out through the dog flap, but Katie caught hold of him (as he was such a muppet he'd be in danger – as usual – of ending up under the wheels of whoever's Chelsea tractor was scrunching its way up the gravel driveway).

Anyway here was a message now, from 'Geordie', sent to Jack and cc-ed to the rest of his male colleagues. Subject line: 'You've been replaced with a real muppet.'

"Mamma, I see Mr. Joshua Parker coming up the road in his gray hat with the black band," announced the daughter emphatically, craning her neck to see over the evergreens. “Do you, Muppet? Then he is coming to call at the rectory; for he never wears his hat except when he is going to make a call, — and there is nowhere to call at but here."

“I thought we were pretty happy the way we were,” Aunt Holly said, ruffling Jamie's hair. “I'm happy. Aren't you, Muppet?“

You know my little Muppet, Abby may not be able to find out if there is anything untoward going on at the institute, but I sure can.

'I'll come, if you like,' Paul says. 'I'm not asking you, Muppet,' Kit snaps.

English version: I'm A Cockney Geezer, You Muppet. No, you are an upper middle class, public school educated wanker (it takes one to know one) and I feel I must apologize to everyone on behalf of the land of my birth for the many crimes to cinema committed in the wake of Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels (1998).

She tilts her head towards him, and whispers in his ear, “Of course I do, you Muppet. I keep telling you to trust The Source and our guides; don't I?"

What's your fucking name you Muppet? I won't ask you again.

Not that kind of atmosphere, you Muppet. A cut it with a knife atmosphere.