mc5 - ... so help me God.

I have a glass ear, pardon?

I used to get out of games at school by telling everyone I had a glass face, until somebody saw through it.

I've already mentioned that I have sacked my head waiter, middle manager and footman. But I have decided to keep my head-girl.

Mexican trains are pulled by esteem engines. This explains the universal respect they enjoy.

Rational thinking is impossible when the subject is pears, because of the high unreason fields that surround them.