Well the hours are good...' ... 'but now you come to mention it, most of the actual minutes are pretty lousy.
I think you ought to know I'm feeling very depressed.
There are some oddities in the perspective with which we see the world.
This must be Thursday. I never could get the hang of Thursdays.
These creatures you call mice, you see, they are not quite as they appear. They are merely the protrusion into our dimension of vastly hyperintelligent pandimensional beings.
Oh dear,' says God, 'I hadn't thought of that,' and promptly vanishes in a puff of logic.