One of my onions was caught between two chairs.
Maggie would have made a marvellous headmistress due to her satanic demeanour.
Mummy and daddy recently stopped my pocket money.
Picture a life without fun size Mars Bars, and you're faced with a black, black existence.
He's a massive Canadian tit.
There was a loud popping sound and then all the children in the front row scattered.
If the big man can’t be bothered, why should any of the rest of us?