Frisbeetarianism is the belief that when you die, your soul goes up on the roof and gets stuck.
“I'm finding it increasingly difficult to simply walk down the street. In New York, I dashed in to buy a big pair of sunglasses to conceal myself, but the guy behind the counter shouted 'Hey! It's Dr. House.'”
“My father was a teacher, and there were teachers all around, his friends, they were working for the Government and their behaviour was within strictly limited areas.”