My cat is a prophet. He told me the end was nigh. The next day he was gone.

Hear, hear. A Marquis de Sade for the 21st century. Hopefully, you will submit your story to "Twisted Biographies" so that I use your ideas to expand my routine with Lady Chatterley.

Halloween is a bit of a substandard story. Jack the Ripper made a more intriguing story for the London Times. Least-ways, his creativity was superior to American television.

I'm afraid, old sport, that this question is a bit irrelevant considering that the Royals exist. Why else would everyone honor the queen and bitch about God? Not much a mystery is it then?

Hear hear. You'll feel chuffed as nuts giving your bottom a bit of rumpy pumpy after a good throbbing movement on the loo there old chap. We sometimes refer to these things as the "old constituti...