He was so narrow minded that if he fell on a pin it would blind him in both eyes.
All I know about humor is that I don't know anything about it.
He always had a chip on his shoulder that he was ready to use to kindle an argument.
It is bad to suppress laughter. It goes back down and spreads to your hips.
I'm a little hoarse tonight. I've been living in Chicago for the past two months, and you know how it is, yelling for help on the way home every night. Things are so tough in Chicago that at Easter time, for bunnies the little kids use porcupines.
Ed Sullivan will be around as long as someone else has talent.