My folks were English. They were too poor to be British. I still have a bit of British in me. In fact, my blood type is solid marmalade.
I have this terrific make-up man. But he's expensive. I have to bring him in from Lourdes.
Kids are wonderful, but I like mine barbecued.
Following his doctor's orders, Nikita (Khrushchev) has cut his drinking in half. He's leaving out the water.
A very, very religious man. Every time I eat a peanut, I feel immortal.
Rock and roll is catching on all over . . . France . . . England . . . They even have it in Japan, only over there they call it judo.