We are struggling together!
You want to complain! Look at these shoes. I’ve only had them three weeks and the heels are worn right through. If you complain nothing happens, you might as well not bother. Oh my back hurts, it’s not a very fine day and I’m sick and tired of this office.
We’re livin’ in a dictatorship!
I have a vewy good fwiend in Wome named Biggus Dickus.
Shut up, you American. You Americans, all you do is talk, and talk, and say “let me tell you something” and “I just wanna say.” Well, you’re dead now, so shut up.
Red… no, blue! Aiyeeeeeeeeeee!
I see. So by your account Harold Potter was a perfectly ordinary Englishman without any tendency towards being a Scotsman whatsoever?
C-c-c-cruci-f-f-f-fixion’s t-t-too good for him, sir.
That’s easy for you to say, you little frizzy-haired Pollyanna.
Uh, try and be nice to people, avoid eating fat, read a good book every now and then, get some walking in, and try and live together in peace and harmony with people of all creeds and nations.
The only people we hate more than the Romans are the fucking Judean People’s Front.
Ni!
For a penguin to have the same size of brain as a man the penguin would have to be over sixty-six feet high.
Say no more, say no more. Say no more - Purley, say no more.
'Ello, 'ello, 'ello - what’s all this, then?
This is Uncle Ted in front of the house. (she hand over the photo and the young lady tears it up) This is Uncle Ted at the back of the house. (she hand over the photo and the young lady tears it up) And this is Uncle Ted at the side of the house. (she hand over the photo and the young lady tears it up) This is Uncle Ted back in front of the house, but you can see the side of the house. (she hand over the photo and the young lady tears it up) And this is Uncle Ted even nearer the side of the house, but you can still see the front. (she hand over the photo and the young lady tears it up) This is the back of the house, with Uncle Ted coming round the side to the front. (she hand over the photo and the young lady tears it up) And the is the Spanish Inquisition hiding behind the coal shed.
Well, of course, warfare isn’t all fun. Right.
Who shall declare this good, that ill
When good and ill so intertwine
But to fulfil the vast design of an omniscient will.
When seeming again but turns to loss
When earthly treasure proves but dross
And what seems lost but turns again
To high eternal gain.
Our Galaxy itself contains a hundred-billion stars, it’s a hundred thousand light years side to side
It bulges in the middle, 16,000 light years thick, but out by us, it’s just 3,000 light years wide
We’re 30,000 light years from Galactic Central Point, we go round every 200 million years
And our Galaxy is only one of millions of billions in the amazing and expanding universe!
The universe itself keeps on expanding and expanding in all of the directions it can whizz
As fast as it can go, the speed of light, you know, 12 million miles a minute and that’s the fastest speed there is
So remember when you’re feeling very small and insecure, how amazingly unlikely is your birth
And pray that there’s intelligent life somewhere up in space, 'cause there’s bugger all down here on Earth!
Welcome to wasp club.