I know at least... oh my God, at least 127 words. And I still prefer "Fuck".

That man (wikipedia:Ronald_Reagan|Ronald Reagan, who was President of the USA at the time), he sits at that desk in the White House, and the button is there that can end the world: BOOM! My father's younger than him and we don't give him the controls for the television!

Toblerones! It's impossible to eat a fucking Toblerone without hurting yourself!

Look at this way: if we all ate one person, the problem would be halved over-night. Think about it: I could eat someone you don't like, you could eat someone I don't like... where's the fucking damage?

I used to be a folk singer, but I was... dreadful. I had a voice like a goose farting in the fog.

Apparently, women need to feel loved to have sex, and men need to have sex to feel loved, so the basic act of continuing the species requires a lie from one of you.

There is no such thing as bad language: it's just our morals that are fucked.

I leave you with a complaint. Now, the country is in a terrible state, and you've blamed it on a number of things: Unemployment rate, the value of the pound and all that... well, it's because the national anthem is boring.

Politically correct is the language of cowardice.

The religion in Scotland is one of the most patronising things... after the weather.