It's not a joke: I really do like being at home.
People who live in a glass house have to answer the door.
If you sit in a bath of pineapple chunks, it can kill you. That's well documented.
People always tell me I'm going to regret not having kids. But what if I have one and then I regret having it? Has anyone thought of that option?
When you've been on a programme called 'An Idiot Abroad' job offers aren't exactly flying in.
How would I know which one I was?