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Italy's Youngsters Complain, Apparently, About Having To Live At Home Until They Are 72 But That's Because They Spend All Their Money On Suits And Coffee And Alfa Romeos Rather Than Mortgages.

Some Say He Never Blinks, And That He Roams Around The Woods At Night Foraging For Wolves. All We Know Is He’s Called The Stig.

Why Is The Forecast So Bland? Why Instead Of 'stormy' Don't They Just Say The Sea's 'a Frothing Maelstrom Of Terror And Hopelessness'?

If You Go Through The Pearly Gates Backwards In A Fireball, That's A Cool Way To Die!

God May Have Created The World In Six Days, But While He Was Resting On The Seventh, Beelzebub Popped Up And Did This Place.