I don't care what kind it is, just get me a beer.

It looks like the kind of thing my daughter would bring back from school art lessons.

I just wonder what it would be like to be reincarnated in an animal whose species had been so reduced in numbers than it was in danger of extinction. What would be its feelings toward the human species whose population explosion had denied it somewhere to exist. I must confess that I am tempted to ask for reincarnation as a particularly deadly virus.

You look like you're ready for bed!

All money nowadays seems to be produced with a natural homing instinct for the Treasury.

Ah, you're the one who wrote the letter. So you can write then.

It makes you all look like Dracula's daughters!