“Oh what a wanker I am the greatest wanker of 'em all!”

“Hey! Jack the Wanker! Over here! I want your autograph!”

“I wasn't being a git. I wasn't even being a twat, or a wanker, or any of your other bleeding Briticisms -”

“So, did you spend the night with the blond rich wanker or the dark haired posh twat?”

“When you by nature subscribe to the view that everyone except yourself is a berk or a wanker, it is hard to bond with anybody in any rational common cause.”

“You're not going to turn into a wanker, are you?" says Tone, opening a can of larger."What do you mean?""He means you're not going to get all studenty on us," says Spencer."Well, I am a student. I mean, I will be, so,...""No, but I mean you're not gong to get all twatty and up-your-own-arse and come home at Christmas in a gown, talking Latin and saying "one does" and "one thinks" and all that...""Yeah, Tone, that's EXACTLY what I'm going to do.”