I Wanted To Kill Her

How Many Times Do We All Have To Do This? Get Up, Go To School, Again? Before Everyone Admits It's A Crap Idea?

I Am Exhausted By Trying To Get Along With The Lord.

What Shall I Say? I Must Tread A Fine Line Between Glaciosity And Friendlinosity. With Just A Hint Of 'you Don't Know What You Are Missing, My Fine-feathered Friend.

Jas, You Are Three Hundred Miles Away. You Would Have To Have Nunga-nungas The Size Of France For Jock To Be Able To Rest His Hand On Them.

I‘ve Said It Once And I Will Say It Again, Why Can‘t Everyone Just Speak English? The Americans Give It A Bit Of A Go — Why Can‘t Other Nations?