"Well, Mr Bond, we have two positions we can offer you: one is giving lectures to children on the benefits of a career in military intelligence and the other is in the fabric staining department of a yarn mill."
"Do you expect me to talk?"
"No, Mr Bond, I expect you to dye."
Should keep the Russian tanks away for at least another twelve months.
Opened it up and there was a picture of two men holding hands.
That's one way to sort out your living arrangements.
He can finally get married to himself.
He must be away with the fairies.
Never tell a Welshman he needs more RAM
"Can't we go somewhere else?" she asked.