Wallace:
Cracking toast Gromit!

Wallace:
Ah, well, it's no use prevaricating about the bush...

Wallace:
They're techno trousers, ex-NASA, fantastic for walkies!

Wallace:
It's the wrong trousers Gromit, and they've gone wrong!

Wallace:
Ah, but I do like a bit of gorgonzola!

Wallace:
Well, that went as well as could be expected didn't it, hmm? Though I might have to make a small adjustment to the drop, a touch painful on reentry.