Watch out when he grips that shaft, twiddles his knob, resting on his box, and smiles.
Beware when you walk down Broccoli Road, there are many mysteries hiding within the two story roofless clattershits.
Lenin seemed to be flyering Derry housewives not to wash their clothes or make bad sculptures, depending on how you look at it.
Donald only walks into reality with a bag full of animals, a potato wedge glued to this sole and one of his eyes poked out.
I love how Susanne decided to emphasise her subtle religious doctrine to David whilst still wishing betterness.