When I Were a Lad
Nostalgia isn’t what it used to be.
Nostalgia isn’t what it used to be.
After the explosion at the French cheese factory there was de-brie everywhere. Better tread Caerphilly.
I have kleptomania. When it gets bad, I take something for it.
Try inhaling helium, people speak really highly of it.
Slipped on some beans yesterday. If only I’d had the benefit of Heinz sight.
I used to go out with a plastic surgeon which raised a few eyebrows.