Ah, Bless You, Sister, May All Your

Message? What The Hell Do You Think I Am, A Bloody Postman?

I Was Court-martialled In My Absence, And Sentenced To Death In My Absence, So I Said They Could Shoot Me In My Absence.

There's No One, No One, Loves You Like Yourself.

I Think Weddings Are Sadder Than Funerals, Because They Remind You Of Your Own Wedding. You Can't Be Reminded Of Your Own Funeral Because It Hasn't Happened. But Weddings Always Make Me Cry.

That You, Sister. May You Be The Mother Of A Bishop.