The More You Rub A Cat On

Misery Loves Company.

He That Buys Land Buys Many Stones, He That Buys Flesh Buys Many Bones, He That Buys Eggs Buys Many Shells, But He That Buys Good Ale Buys Nothing Else.

The Wind In A Man's Face Makes Him Wise.

I Love Thee Like Puddings; If Thou Wert Pie I'd Eat Thee.

He Who Pays The Piper Can Call The Tunes.