I Wanted To Be John Cleese. It

And As He Drove On, The Rainclouds Dragged Down The Sky After Him, For, Though He Did Not Know It, Rob Mckenna Was A Rain God. All He Knew Was That His Working Days Were Miserable And He Had A Succession Of Lousy Holidays. All The Clouds Knew Was That They Loved Him And Wanted To Be Near Him, To Cherish Him, And To Water Him.

It Is A Mistake To Think You Can Solve Any Major Problems Just With Potatoes.

Anything That Happens, Happens.

Lord, Lord, Lord. Protect Me From The Consequences Of The Above Prayer.

The Only Person For Whom The House Was In Any Way Special Was Arthur Dent, And That Was Only Because It Happened To Be The One He Lived In.