I'd Like To Meet The

I Have A Mind To Join A Club And Beat You Over The Head With It.

Who Are You Going To Believe, Me Or Your Own Eyes?

Now That You're Secretary Of War, What Kind Of An Army Do You Think We Ought To Have?

Obviously There Was No Point In Being A Bachelor If His Houseman Was Going To Filch His Booze. If He Was Going To Get Robbed, He Might Just As Well Get Married.

You Get A Canoe Later And I'll Paddle You.