It's the augmented fourth, or diminished fifth, depending on your outlook on life.

There's more evil in the charts than an Al-Qaeda suggestion box.

A horse walks into a bar, and the barman says "Why the long face?". The horse replies: "I'm deeply troubled by the anthropomorphic aspects of my existence and the extent to which I am now protected by law."

Without the beat in the background, Jazz basically sounds like an armadillo was let loose on the keyboard.

I'm English and as such I crave disappointment. That's why I buy Kinder Surprise.

The day after tomorrow is the first day of the rest of your life - that way you've always got a couple of days in hand.

Aldous Huxley took the drug mescaline and then chronicled his experience in the book The Doors of Perception. Now, I don't actually think that's the first thing he wrote: he probably wrote 'my brain is melting' ten thousand times, but it was the book that the critics latched on to.