I'm always afraid someone's going to tap me on the shoulder one day and say, 'Back to North London.'
Alan ParkerIn the symphony of love, the lost chord is a small organ lying somewhat north of the vagina.
Adams ribBilly's at 44 north, 56 west and heading straight into meteorological hell.
The Perfect Storm: A True Story of Men Against the SeaA brick is a polarizing object. Especially if you find it at either the North or the South Pole.
Rick Bet Blank