What's "British English"? You mean "English English"?

"Secondly, how does being single automatically make your eyesight bad?"

"Confessions of a Sex-Mad Saxe-Coburg-Gotha"?

Has anyone got a spare tape?

Driving through the south of France in the blazing Summer heat, aged about ten, listening to 'Sunny Afternoon' about fifty times in two weeks because we only had one tape in the car (some compilation or other). The first time I had heard The Kinks, and they were instantly cooler than anything else I was aware of.

"…though he at least had the decency to wait until Jackson was dead and could not sue him." By Jeebus, that cracked me up.

Pedant's Corner
"CuBase" is the correct spelling.

Not if you drink it with a straw

Feathers carry diseases.

If 'Lullabies' suffered from anything - apart from production that left the drums sounding like a homeless man banging his cardboard boxes - it was the Oliveri factor. Seriously, listen to 'Dead Planet: SonicSlowMotionTrails' by Mondo Generator, imagine the best tunes off of that replacing the weakest few on…

George C. Scott had Edward effing Woodward as the Ghost of Christmas Present, complete with two pale, black-eyed children for legs. That freaked me out when I was a kid.

Download the original screenplay for The Truman Show and have a look at the ending Andrew Niccol actually wrote - trust me, the film had the far more elegant ending.

Please refer to him by his real name: Bud Brigman…

"Cliff Richards has always been considered the British Elvis. "

Kyonik, you want an in-depth analysis of a poor - even by their standards - Guns 'n' Roses album in a book about a newspaper cartoon strip?

Sir, the term "brom-com" is a minor work of genius. Tucker Max, however, is the Numa Numa Guy taken to its logical conclusion (Get own agent! Write movie script based on your one-trick schtick! Fail!).

Damon Albarn's finest hour was undoubtedly "Modern Life Is Rubbish". Jarvis Cocker's was waving his arse in front of Michael Jackson at The Brits, being detained by the police and having the legend that is Bob Mortimer trying to secure his release. Final score: 1-1 AET.

Oh Cliff
Sometimes it must be difficult not to feel as if
You really are a cliff
When fascists keep trying to push you over it
Are they the lemmings
Or are you cliff?

Is it green flavour?

Damn. It.