"Give your mother a kiss, or I'll kick your teeth in."

"Look at the size of that boy's head. I’m not kidding. It's like an orange on a toothpick."

"No kidding. His head's like Sputnik. Spherical, but quite pointy in parts."

"Ooh, that was off-sides, wasn't it? He'll be crying himself to sleep tonight, on his huge pillow!"

"We have a piper down. I repeat, a piper is down. 'S all right, he's just pissed."

"Let's get pissed!"

"May, turn off the Bay City Rollers! The soccer game is about to begin!"

"Heid! Paper! Now! Move that melon of yours and get the paper if you can, hauling that gargantuan cranium about!"

"May, shut it!"

"Head! Pants! Now!"