Jas, Whatever Tom Has Under His Trousers

The Tannoy Is Crackling But I Can Only Hear Heavy Breathing And Snuffling. ... Uh-oh, The Tannoy Is Crackling Again. "sorry About That, Ladies And Gentlemen, I Momentarily Lost Hold Of My Pie.

I Think 'growing Up' Would Mean That You Are Incredibly Tolerant And Easygoing, Liked Everything, Curious About The World Because You Weren't So Egotistically Driven.

I Am Looking At You And You Are Looking At Me. This Is Very Good. I Am Looking And I Am Liking. You Are Looking And You Are Thinking, 'i Hope She Doesn't Hit Me With Her Crop.' But That Is Because I Am Me And You Are You.

I've Never Had Anyone Say They Love Me Before. Libby Lobes Me, That Is True, But There Is Something A Bit Menacing About The Way She Says It.

I Couldn't Believe It. It Was Unbelievable, That's Why. My Face Was Like A Frozen Fish Finger. All Rigid And Pale. (but Obviously Not With Breadcrumbs On It.)