Nobody Expects The Spanish Inquisition.

A Murderer Is Only An Extroverted Suicide.

We Found That We Didn't Have Much Problem With Him [j.c.], It Was His Followers We Found Questionable.

I'm Having Spam, Spam, Spam, Spam, Spam, Spam, Baked Beans, Spam, Spam And Spam!

I'm Afraid I'm Not Personally Qualified To Confuse Cats, But I Can Recommend An Extremely Good Service.

Mcgough: I'm Sorry. I'm Afraid I've Caught Poetry. Mr Bones: Oh Really? Well, Don't Worry, Sir - I Used To Suffer From Short Stories. Mcgough: Really? When? Mr Bones: Oh, Once Upon A Time...