If I Had A Hammer, There'd Be

Oh Aye...my Father Would Thrash Me Every Now And Then. He'd Talk While He Did It Too! He'd Hit Me And Shout, 'have Ye Had Enough?' Had Enough? Whit Kind Of Question Is That? 'why, Father, Would Another Kick In The Balls Be Out Of The Question???'

I've Always Wanted To Go To Switzerland To See What The Army Does With Those Wee Red Knives.

I Was Brought Up A Catholic, For That You Get An A Level In Guilt.

American Sex Shops Are The Most Bizarre. They Sell These Inflatable Dolls, But They Also Sell Just The Head -- Supposedly For People To Drive Along The Highway With.

The Strangest Thing Is At Tea Breaks, Or Coffee Breaks Or Lunch, You Forget You're A Zombie. And You're Talking About Politics To Somebody At The Table And You Forget That You Have A Bullet Hole In Your Forehead.