The Bishop's Licence is bestowed upon a gentleman when his wife is down the shops or otherwise engaged away from the house, and confers on him the right, nay, the duty to wank himself blind.
Bloke 1: You coming down the pub, Bruce?
Bloke 2: Nah Bruce, the missus's at her sister's, I've got the Bishop's Licence.
Bloke 2: Nah Bruce, the missus's at her sister's, I've got the Bishop's Licence.
by hydraulis November 19, 2011
A gent who agrees to be walled-up into a small room, usually attached to a church, in order to devote his life to masturbation and prayer, with meals (and the occasional Hustler) slid under the door.
Bloke 1: Where's Bruce, Bruce?
Bloke 2: Won't be seein' him again Bruce, he's taken orders as a Wankorite.
Bloke 2: Won't be seein' him again Bruce, he's taken orders as a Wankorite.
by hydraulis June 14, 2025
Where cats go at night. Under certain outdoor bits of wood or corrugated iron may be found the entrance to the Cat Pub, a subterranean chamber equipped with cat chairs, a cat jukebox playing cat music, a cat bar serving cat lager and a sort of pinata made from dead mice. After several hours in the Cat Pub, the cat emerges, pissed, and spews on your lawn. (Viz, Random Hut, 1986)
Bloke 1: Bruce, where's your cat, mate?
Bloke 2: Cat Pub, mate.
Bloke 1: Go on.
Bloke 2: Oh, my word.
Bloke 2: Cat Pub, mate.
Bloke 1: Go on.
Bloke 2: Oh, my word.
by hydraulis August 07, 2016