A Policeman's Lot Is Not A Happy

Faint Heart Never Won Fair Lady! Nothing Venture, Nothing Win Blood Is Thick, But Water's Thin In For A Penny, In For A Pound It's Love That Makes The World Go 'round!

I Am, In Point Of Fact, A Particularly Haughty And Exclusive Person, Of Pre-adamite Ancestral Descent. You Will Understand This When I Tell You That I Can Trace My Ancestry Back To A Protoplasmal Primordial Atomic Globule.

To Sit In Solemn Silence On A Dull, Dark Dock In A Pestilential Prison With A Life-long Lock Awaiting The Sensation Of A Short, Sharp Shock From A Cheap And Chippy Chopper On A Big, Black Block.

It Isn't So Much What's On The Table That Matters, As What's On The Chairs.

If I Can Wheedle A Knife Or A Needle, Why Not A Silver Churn?