Black holes are rarely seen creatures that operate in the shadows. If anything is left lying around or falls off a table, a black hole might (for they are decreasing in number) run past and swallow it up. The reasons for them doing so are unknown but what is odd is that some of them redeposit what they've swallowed at a different location. Not to be confused with thieving gypsy bastards.
"Has anyone seen my pen?" - typical response after a black hole feeding session.
A mysterious woman, locked away in a secret lab somewhere in Germany, whose sultry sexy tones provide guidance to millions to male drivers via their satellite navigation system. Can also be used to describe the vocal commands heard in other places, like an elevator.
"After... 200 yards, turn... left. Turn left. Do it now. You have turned... right. You are now going the wrong way." - satnav woman in full flow.
A largely useless individual whose only career prospects are to work in maintainence departments painting walls and replacing light-bulbs. May have questionable habits such as an excess love of porn, language that would make a soldier blush and a equally useless son.
"Why can't one of those spanner monkeys come up here to fix the lights?"
A bartender's nightmare because it involves cream. Take a large brandy, mix it with creme de cacao and double cream (one part cacao, one part cream and two parts brandy) and shake the whole thing over ice. Strain into glass and top with grated nutmeg or chocolate. Curiously popular with old ladies but not as nice as a Grasshopper.
"Can I have three Brandy Alexanders please?" - order guaranteed to piss off this bartender.