Evolution is a theory with more holes than a Dutch dam of swiss cheese.
The next minute or so was spent howling on the ceiling . Imp No.1 joined in, but he wasn't really feeling it. It shouldn't be "Who do we hate?", he thought, it really should be "whom", but this probably wasn't a good time to bring that up.
I am Butler. Anything I say sounds scary.
Shut up, Julius! I mean, quiet a moment, Commander.
If I win, I'm a prodigy. If I lose, then I'm crazy. That's the way history is written.
If it looks like a Dwarf, and it smells like a Dwarf, then it's probably a Dwarf or a latrine wearing dungerees.