Someone whom you share a common sense of (humour) with, whether it's been months or even years can still be able to pick up where you left off and have that same (banter).
Person A- "That Shelley seems a right good (laugh)."
Person B- "Aye, she's a proper pedigree chum"
The floating remnants of a particularly large and buoyant panful of excrement. As a defense mechanism, the faeces disperse into smaller chunks when the flush is deployed, surviving to haunt the bowl for the next unfortunate soul to encounter.
Simon: Who was last in the toilet?
Chris: Why?
Simon: There's a load of pedigree chum floating around the bowl.
To take a tin of pedigree chum, open and mash into a paste. Then rub the paste onto either female or male sexual organs. Then get pet dog your's or neighbours and allow to lick off. Add more paste for longer sensation.
While our lifespan is the number of years we will live, our healthspan is the number of healthy years we will have and our sexspan is is the number of years we will continue to be healthy enough to continue having an active sex life.
A lighthearted reaction upon receiving disappointing news of some sort. Usually something that isn't a particularly a big deal, esp. when it primarily affects someone else - sort of a mild schadenfreude. Sometimes doubled or tripled, and possibly said in a sing-songy voice for added comedic effect to imitate a muted trumpet, which is how the meme originated.