Is it a bird, is it a plane? No it’s Danger Bench.

 

We all assumed that the aggregate was homogenised

 

Fair dinkum

 

You're twisting my melon man

 

Like a chicken with a fork

 

We all need to think about the moon

 

Will the real Sultan Cole stand up?

 

I sold my soul for a packet of pork scratchings and a pint of old and filthy

 

Venus de Milo buys a biro

 

My brother eats his old string vests