Any man can be 62, but it takes a bus to be 62A.
Is there anything worn under the kilt? No, it's all in perfect working order.
I have the body of an eighteen year old. I keep it in the fridge.
For ten years Caesar ruled with an iron hand. Then with a wooden foot, and finally with a piece of string.
I'm a hero wid coward's legs, I'm a hero from the waist up.
Blessed are the cracked, for they let in the light