At what point is a wasp ever going to have a chat with a spider?

It's like there's some unwritten rule that if you're mates, you can say what you want to each other, and you don't really get that annoyed about it.

Happiness is like a cake: have too much of it and you get sick of it.

I don't think I'd be a very good parent. I'd be too honest.

I think it's clever how Rome have kept a load of old stuff. There's no overheads, yet people are going over there to see it.

People moan about drugs being tested on animals. I sort of think it depends innit. If the drug's aspirin and the monkey's got a headache, is it right?

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