Look, let me go back in there and face the peril.
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Hellbent for leather!
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Fetch, the comfy chair.
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Come with me if you want to live
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Final report of the commercial starship Nostromo, third officer reporting. The other members of the crew, Kane, Lambert, Parker, Brett, Ash and Captain Dallas, are dead. Cargo and ship destroyed. I should reach the frontier in about six weeks. With a little luck, the network will pick me up. This is Ripley, last survivor of the Nostromo, signing off.
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Have seen dentists starting to use lasers to fix up the teeth instead of those old-school drills. I'm now considering going to a dentist.
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I'm a bastard so i'd prefer to use the good old fashioned drills.
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Pfft, drills? I think a hammer and pick is appropriate.
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But! Follow only if ye be a man of valour, for the entrance to this cave is guarded by a creature so foul, so cruel that no man yet has fought with it and lived! Bones of full fifty men lie strewn about its lair. So, brave knights, if you do doubt your courage or your strength, come no further, for death awaits you all with nasty, big, pointy teeth.

(Please note; this was not taken from The Holy Grail, but is in fact what the priest said to Peter Andre at his wedding to Jordan!)
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It's like a pastie with it's arse hanging out!
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