Nurse to visitor: "This patient thinks he's Napoleon."

Visitor: "Can he tell you where he comes from?"

Patient: "Cors-'I -can"

Visitor, talking to vicar in churchyard: "That's a nice  tree. What's it called?
Vicar: "Its a Yew."
Visitor, to his wife: See,  it's a me tree."
Vicar: "No sir, it's not a me, it's a Yew."
Visitor: "That's what I said, it's a me..."

So on  ad infinitem

It's our recycle bin day tomorrow. The bin feels quite heavy as OH has been slowly but surely working through the tons of old paperwork, relics of work, but the green compost bin isn't going out as I haven't had a chance this last fortnight to put much in it, other than a few fallen twiggy branches from the silver birch. That would definitely be likely to go off on a tour.

“Pssst, ’ere — wanna buy some saintly folks? To you, three for a tenner.”

Why can't you use plain beef stew as a password?

Because it's not stroganoff . . . .

Based on a joke from today's Daily Mail.

PS , you could go with CornedBeef#, although it's still not stroganoff.

Not for those easily offended. . .
https://www.gocomics.com/brewsterrockit/2022/02/26

Warning! I told you.