A miniature village in Bournemouth caught fire and the flames could be seen nearly three feet away.
My father only hit me once, but he used a Volvo.
I know I'm a sinner, but make me a winner!
Although I have always loved the noise of laughter, I really can't fear the coming of quiet. As for funerals, I rather like them. Such nice things are always said about the deceased, I feel sad that they had to miss hearing it all by just a few days.
Where do the homeless have 90 per cent of their accidents?
I got my start in silent radio.