Murray Leinster
Murray Head
Head cheese
sweetbreads
sweet corn
cob
Welsh
Scots
paper towels
No use crying over spilt milk.
Yeah, but you’re probably not the one who has to clean it up. 
Clean up in Aisle 2!
Curb your child
How precocious. Kill it now.
He’s not dead yet!
He’s just resting!
I think I’ll go for a walk now!
So she went into the garden to cut a cabbage-leaf to make an apple-pie; and at the same time a great she-bear, coming up the street, pops its head into the shop. “What! No soap?” So he died, and she very imprudently married the barber; and there were present the Picninnies, and the Joblillies, and the Garyulies, and the grand Panjandrum himself, with the little round button at top, and they all fell to playing the game of catch-as-catch-can till the gunpowder ran out at the heels of their boots.
Well, I can fill an alligator’s butt with gunpowder and blow the Brits to bits.
Back in 2001 the Taliban dynamited 6th centuries statues of the Buddha: Hey buddy, could y’be much cruder than to bombard Buddha into bits and bits of Bamiyan rubble? Hey bubba, could y’be much ruder than to blast old Buddhas into broken blitz of Bamwam trouble? (to the tune of the Can-Can).