Both externally and internally: I feel like this is a publication that has changed how a lot of us think. I am a huge fan of the many variations of post-fart statements it offers up, like, "Keep shouting, Sir, we'll find you", "You'll have to buy that now, it's torn", and, "Speak up, caller, you're through". Nobody in my household tends to appreciate this habit.

Also a big fan of describing a specific kind of unpleasant bowel movement as, "Like a load of old shoes falling out of a loft".

I am a modern gentleman and obviously not so crass as to ever comment out loud on the appearance of a woman on the street from behind, but occasionally find myself thinking, and laughing my head off at, "Phwoar, bet she can shit".