A Few Years Ago, Everybody Was Saying

I Don't Care What Kind It Is, Just Get Me A Beer.

In The Days When The Nation Depended On Agriculture For Its Wealth It Made The Lord Chancellor Sit On A Woolsack To Remind Him Where The Wealth Came From. I Would Like To Suggest We Remove That Now And Make Him Sit On A Crate Of Machine Tools.

If It Has Got Four Legs And It Is Not A Chair, If It Has Got Two Wings And It Flies But Is Not An Aeroplane, And If It Swims And It Is Not A Submarine, The Cantonese Will Eat It.

In The Event That I Am Reincarnated, I Would Like To Return As A Deadly Virus, In Order To Contribute Something To Solve Overpopulation.

I Just Wonder What It Would Be Like To Be Reincarnated In An Animal Whose Species Had Been So Reduced In Numbers Than It Was In Danger Of Extinction. What Would Be Its Feelings Toward The Human Species Whose Population Explosion Had Denied It Somewhere To Exist. I Must Confess That I Am Tempted To Ask For Reincarnation As A Particularly Deadly Virus.