With today's movies, if we took out all the bad language, we'd go back to silent films.
Sure, we did need the oil in America. How else could Dolly Parton get into some of her dresses?
I never kick my ball in the rough or improve my lie in a sand trap. For that I have a caddie.
Television. That's where movies go when they die.
Wine, women and song have been replaced by prune juice, a heating pad and the Gong Show.
My old friend Jack Benny has only had one ball all his golfing life. And now he's lost it. The string came off!