I'm not against half naked girls - not as often as I'd like to be.
Before I met her, I drank and swore without reason... now I have a reason.
Just because nobody complains doesn't mean all parachutes are perfect.
That's what show business is, sincere insincerity.
I never yell, I never tell, but I'm grateful as hell.
Why would I make one woman so miserable when I can make so many women very happy?