Change a Letter III

[Jubal]

At least we can say we tried.

[comrade_general]

I like them french fried pertaters.

[Dimos]

Have you dried them befawr coo-king?

[comrade_general]

Yes and then I pried them apart.

[Cuddly Khan]

While you were being a prier.

[comrade_general]

Prior to that I sold pants for a living.

[Cuddly Khan]

And you killed heaps of people living in a priory because you sold them unholy pants.

[comrade_general]

There won't be any more priors here!

[Jubal]

Or indeed priers staring in on our word-games.

[comrade_general]

I use what are called cheese triers to take samples at work.

[Cuddly Khan]

Do you rate your cheese in tiers?

[comrade_general]

Yes, but we are all liers.

[Jubal]

Shouldn't that be spelt liars?

[comrade_general]

No, I was just giving Khan a lears by telling him that we are those who lay down.

[Jubal]

I wonder how well Khan hears these lessons.