Wit is like caviar - it should be served in small portions and not spread about like marmalade.
A bloody good thing, but too late.
Mona Lisa looks as if she has just been sick, or is about to be.
Christmas is at our throats again.
I want a horse and plough, Chickens too, Just one cow, With a wistful moo.
Familiarity breeds contempt, but without a little familiarity it's impossible to breed anything.