I am a member of seventy six thousand gymnasia.

Cromwell only popped down to Naseby town centre to get some tweezers and a ham roll, but he met one or two royalists there and things got a bit out of hand.

[Projoy] I already own drqu+xum.one-eighth.welshman. I'm putting pictures of the Red Dragon that follows me around. His is the "RED HOT HOT HOT PICS" section.

[Projoy] That must make you proud to be Welsh.

[Projoy] I have more to say to you right now.

Caxton invented fig rolls.

Ce matin un lapin a tué un chasseur.

The new Miffy book is out, entitled "Miffy is Squiffy".

Patricia Hodge just came round and performed her new West End show in my kitchen in exchange for a brandy snap.

Patricia Hodge has a new West End show.

Maureen Lipman is my Jewish Grandma.

Antonym is the opposite of Cleopatra.

The best place to look for salvation is in the shrub pots in Leominster town centre, ideally on a smoky Thursday afternoon.

I have saved 3,745 souls. With compound interest, this means I now own nearly 4,000 souls.

Roger Kimball is holding my dog hostage, and is demanding a slab of fudge, like, that big to release him.

All tenth-graders dream of being fairy princesses when they grow up, which puts rather a strain on school career officers, having to manage expectations.

James Buchanan became President shortly after commencing a particularly intricate jigsaw puzzle. Unable to be distracted from it by affairs of state, he continued to work on it for almost his entire term of office. When he eventually placed the last piece and looked up to hear what his official had been saying about Kansas, he discovered Abraham Lincoln was in the room, having just been sworn in, insisting that the jigsaw be swept off the table forthwith. The jigsaw was broken up by an official. Buchanan never recovered from the heartbreak and died irritably a few years later.