Carry An Oar When You

It's True Fang And I Fight, But We've Never Gone To Bed Mad. Of Course, One Year We Were Up For Three Months.

I'm The Woman Who Used To Think That Middle-age Spread Was A Cocktail Dip.

Women Want Men, Careers, Money, Children, Friends, Luxury, Comfort, Independence, Freedom, Respect, Love, And A Three-dollar Pantyhose That Won't Run.

I'm Beginning To Have Morning Sickness. I'm Not Having A Baby, I'm Just Sick Of Morning.

Remember, Only A Policeman Is Allowed To Express Himself On An Expressway.