At Twelve Noon, The Natives

Squash - That's Not Exercise, It's Flagellation.

He's Completely Unspoiled By Failure.

Bed Is The Perfect Climate.

I'm An Enormously Talented Man, And There's No Use Pretending That I'm Not.

I Have Always Paid Income Tax. I Object Only When It Reaches A Stage When I Am Threatened With Having Nothing Left For My Old Age - Which Is Due To Start Next Tuesday Or Wednesday.