I don't know the name of this sketch, but it's the four old guys sitting around comparing how dreadful life was when they were younger. Each one would begin his tirade with the words, "Aye, you were lucky." And it ended with "I had to get up in the morning at 10 o'clock at night, half an hour before I went to bed. Eat a lump of dry poison. Work 29 hours a day down at the mill. And when we got home, our dads would kill us and dance about on our graves singing 'Hallelujah.'"
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