I Was Brought Up As A Catholic.

Don't Buy One Of Those Baby Intercoms. Babies Pretend To Be Dead. They're Bastards, And They Do It On Purpose.

The Zombie Sex, I Have No Idea. It Must Be Like Tantric Sex.

Don't Vote, It Only Encourages Them.

Oh Aye...my Father Would Thrash Me Every Now And Then. He'd Talk While He Did It Too! He'd Hit Me And Shout, 'have Ye Had Enough?' Had Enough? Whit Kind Of Question Is That? 'why, Father, Would Another Kick In The Balls Be Out Of The Question???'

Try To Catch A Trout And Experience The Glorious Feeling Of Letting It Go And Seeing It Swimming Away.