"Stop messing about" he cried as Douglas Smith urged him to shut-up. His friend Noly Molestrangler Pia had grown tired of his chants yet still the audience cried:
"Ken - sing to Noly M. Pia"!

I have to scratch my chin every time I smile. It's terrible having a grin itch.

Eye of newt and toe of frog, wool of bat and tongue of dog. - since 1606 I have been perfecting my craft - I am indeed an old witch

"I believe, sir", said Disraeli, "that it is your turn to call for more refreshments." "You are sadly mistaken, my dear sir", replied Gladstone, "it's Liverpool's treat."

I'm always worried about money. So often, my "borrow" is greater than my "lend". [I feel a denoument approaching for this game.]