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I Started To Realise That Being Impolite Saves An Awful Lot Of Time And Costs You Nothing.

I'm Not Only In Touch With My Feminine Side, I'm In Touch With My Gay Side As Well.

I Wore A Groove In The Kitchen Floor With Endless Trips To The Fridge, Hoping Against Hope That I Had Somehow Missed A Plateful Of Cold Sausages On The Previous 4,000 Excursions. Then, For No Obvious Reason, I Decided To Buy A Footstool.

Italy's Youngsters Complain, Apparently, About Having To Live At Home Until They Are 72 But That's Because They Spend All Their Money On Suits And Coffee And Alfa Romeos Rather Than Mortgages.

They Are By Far The Worst Drivers. They Are Spiteful, Dithering, Old And In The Way. They Should Have Their Licences Taken Away.