The Kind Of People Who

Every Luxury Was Lavished On You - Atheism, Breastfeeding, Circumcision.

You Were Born With Your Legs Apart. They'll Send You To The Grave In A Y-shaped Coffin.

On Our Way Home We Were Waiting For The Bus When A Very Fat, Pompous-looking Woman Reeled Out Of A Pub Shouting, "melancholia? Ad Nauseam."

Reading Isn't An Occupation We Encourage Among Police Officers. We Try To Keep The Paperwork Down To A Minimum.

I'd The Upbringing A Nun Would Envy. Until I Was Fifteen I Was More Familiar With Africa Than My Own Body.