Riot
‘Time to read them the riot app, Sergeant.’

‘Time to read them the riot app, Sergeant.’
‘So, when we heard Ed Miliband had broken his wrist, we thought we’d just have a few drinks and nibbles to celebrate.’
‘I’m leaving you, Jess.’
‘Were the potatoes mashed humanely?’
‘Starlings! It’s a warning about the new bird flu.’
‘You buy some, then 20 minutes later you feel you want to buy some more.’
‘A word about desk dining, Jones ...’
‘Apparently, that is the way the money goes, gentlemen. The weasel has popped!’
‘You two will have so much to talk about. You’re a debut novelist and Quentin here is a debut book critic.’
‘More Baroness T, vicar?’
‘I’m a bit disappointed by the afterlife, me.’
‘I suggested a “sand castle” but he wanted to make a “sand iPhone”.’
‘A bag of pound coins, you say?’
‘Waiter, there’s a greenfly in my soup!’
‘Drug squad! Open up!’