Here lies Groucho Marx and Lies and Lies and Lies P.S. He never kissed an ugly girl.
Only if the computers really love each other.
Send two dozen roses to Room 424 and put "Emily, I love you" on the back of the bill.
Whatever it is, I'm against it.
You're a great brother. You give us a heart attack worrying about your heart attack, which you didn't even have the decency to have!
As soon as I get through with you, you'll have a clear case for divorce and so will my wife.