Now That You're Secretary Of

Comedians Are A Much Rarer And Far More Valuable Commodity Than All The Gold And Precious Stones In The World.

I Wish You'd Keep My Hands To Yourself.

That's Bad Luck: Three On A Midget. From "at The Circus

Bel Air, I Am Convinced, Was Laid Out By Some Diabolic Sadist Who Deliberately Decided Not To Use A Compass Or A Surveyor.

If It Gets Any Hotter In Here I Could Use A Big Fan.