Policemen, like red squirrels, must be protected.
You were born with your legs apart. They'll send you to the grave in a Y-shaped coffin.
I'm too amused by the way people carry on to give in to despair.
The humble and meek are thirsting for lood
The kind of people who always go on about whether a thing is in good taste invariably have very bad taste.
Cleanse my heart... Give me the ability to rage correctly