So The American Government Lied To The

I Can Go From Blokey To Girlie In 15 Minutes And Then I'm Out The Door. But That's The Fastest I Can Do It. Becoming A Woman Takes Work.

The Death Star Is Just Full Of British Actors Opening Doors And Going,oh... I... Oh... What Is It Lieutenant Sebastian? It's Just The Rebels, Sir... They're Here. My God, Man! Do They Want Tea? No, I Think They're After Something A Bit More Than That, Sir. I Don't Know What It Is, But They've Brought A Flag. Damn, That's Dash Cunning Of Them.

People Still Talk About A British Sense Of Humour, Or French Slapstick Or How The Germans Have No Sense Of Humour - And It's Just Rubbish. I Do Strongly Feel That We Are All The Bloody Same.

You Have No Control Over Your Cat! You Can't Say To Your Cat, "cat, Heel! Stay! Wait! Lie Down! Roll Over!" 'cause The Cat's Just Gonna Be Sitting There Going, "interesting Words ... Have You Finished?" While You're Shouting All This To Your Cat, Your Dog's Next To You, Going ... [mimes Obeying All Commands] "what The Hell Are You Doing? I'm Talking To The Cat!" "oh, I'm Sorry!"

That's No Good, I Can't Steal From The Fairly Well Off And Give To The Moderately Impoverished! That's Not Gonna Swing, Is It?