Cold, dead, tiny hands.

"Tax the tea! Because then people will buy my black market tea!"

The world's about to end! But I'm spending several days of gameplay breeding giant chickens.

My son's name is also Elgort.

Not my country, so forgive my imprecise nomenclature.

Oh really, Mr Smartass Science Guy? If parallel universes are lame, why do they have so many awesome airships?

Highest scoring player: ASS

He died as he lived, vaporised by ghosts.

I hear they shaved a tennis ball.

At least one of the 'Puck-Man' machines made it to Australia. Its name was the cause of much sniggering among teenage boys in 1980.

Or that they purport to follow the tenets of a Middle Eastern religion.

When Yellowstone goes off, most of the lower Midwest will be in the firing line, based on ashfall from previous eruptions. But not Chicago, which is a nice surprise.

"Mr President, here's the Viagra you ordered, the Oval Office desk has been cleared, and Mrs Trump will join you presently."

Or as I like to call them, 'the Le Cons'.

It's check-out time for Lady Liberty - she's over 35.

Well, now they're coming for the Muslims. Just for starters.

It's not an easy thing to meet your baker.

A response which demonstrated Ms Conway's staggering lack of self-awareness.

Me too, Billy, me too…

Touché, M.Herpes, distinctement touché.