The Oscar Wilde Of Welfare State Gentility.

Policemen, Like Red Squirrels, Must Be Protected.

The Humble And Meek Are Thirsting For Lood

You Were Born With Your Legs Apart. They'll Send You To The Grave In A Y-shaped Coffin.

Every Luxury Was Lavished On You - Atheism, Breastfeeding, Circumcision.

On Our Way Home We Were Waiting For The Bus When A Very Fat, Pompous-looking Woman Reeled Out Of A Pub Shouting, "melancholia? Ad Nauseam."