My brain's just full of passwords.

This is the problem with over-crowded inner-city schools there aren't enough parts for everyone in the nativity story.

Avocados, it's a food that ain't worth injuring yourself for. If it's a hassle to get into, leave it to the experts.

I don't really like surprises. Not big ones anyway. Just having a pack of Revels holds enough of a surprise for me.

Shitty nappy whizzing through the air, you don't see that in the brochures.

Heaven? Floating about with everyone you ever knew for eternity? Me family does me 'ed in after one day at xmas, I'd rather be mush.

Who'd have thought the Frisbee would have caught on?