You Were Born With Your Legs Apart.

The Kind Of People Who Always Go On About Whether A Thing Is In Good Taste Invariably Have Very Bad Taste.

God Is A Gentleman. He Prefers Blondes

Reading Isn't An Occupation We Encourage Among Police Officers. We Try To Keep The Paperwork Down To A Minimum.

With Madness, As With Vomit, It's The Passerby Who Receives The Inconvenience.

Policemen, Like Red Squirrels, Must Be Protected.