Two fingers.
Yargg! Woman! Stop asking me! You're driving me nuts!"
he asked. "Thanks," I said, "That's very flattering." He said, "Not really mate."
ME: My first book is more books. F: What These aren't wish M: Second book's a TV.
Dave: I wish I was rich. Genie: Granted, what's your second wish Rich: I want lots of money.
Two fingers of whiskey.
Will I really sink if you take your fingers out
He's a neurosurgeon, not a proctologist.