When Beethoven Went Deaf, The Mynah Bird

A Murderer Is Only An Extroverted Suicide.

This Parrot Is No More. It Has Ceased To Be. It's Expired And Gone To Meet Its Maker. This Is A Late Parrot. It's A Stiff. Bereft Of Life, It Rests In Peace. If You Hadn't Nailed It To The Perch, It Would Be Pushing Up The Daisies. It's Rung Down The Curtain And Joined The Choir Invisible. This Is An Ex-parrot.

We Are No Longer The Knights Who Say Ni! We Are Now The Knights Who Say Ekki-ekki-ekki-pitang-zoom-boing!

She Turned Me Into A Newt. ... But I Got Better.

John Howard Davies Was Not A Very Human Person ... If You Made A Mistake Of Any Kind, Any Sort Of Pause In Speech, He Would Treat You Rather As If He Was A Schoolmaster.