a really funny one on metaquotes today:
Once, the British were a proud and noble people. A warrior race. They hunted the aurochs, they lived with honour. Then the Red Man came from the West, and brought with him the drink they call tea. Now the people of my tribe simply sit on their decking all afternoon, drinking PG Tips. We are not warriors. We have lost our hearts to the evil leaf.
What? Yes, I drink tea. But I always put a little whisky in it.