STEPHEN FRY

Oh yes.

Oh yes they are Ma'am. Carrots are a HUGE threat to national security.

Billy Connelly stabbed me in the eye with one once, then ran around me in circles screaming,"CARROTS ARE YOUR MASTERS!! CARROTS ARE YOUR MASTERS!!". Eventually, he wore himself out and fell down in a drooling heap at my feet while I stood with a huge expression of expressionlessness.

I mean, if carrots can get inside Billy's head, we're all doomed don't you think?

My eye is fine now, thanks for asking. It portrudes a little out the top of my head but this makes it much easier to understand the Potentates ulterior motives.

Grimble numpkins.

Maxx, that's total nonesince and you know it!

oh....right...heh....

so....hey, remember that time we were swinging in the trees and you said somethin' like,"I can pull a rabbit and plop it square on that mister so-and-so's head down there!"....remember that? good times...good times...

and hey, hey...i just remembered somethin' else too...uh....wait a second....wait for it....wait.....

shit....oh well, anyway...is that your cell phone ringing, or mine? i think it's mine...i'll be right back in a little while...you wait here, ok?....um...and i might be a little drunk when i return....so....you know....

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You can't die!!!!!!

The family coffin is out on loan!

Pick it, pick it, pick it! Oh, the whole bole is a mole.

Don't blame it on the bugle.

especially in time to the clock ticking as time goes by was a little fast there, taking foot off accelerator apply the brakes before the air radiates corrosion to the rusty nipple on the radiator, is it cold?