Why, I'd horse-whip you if I had a horse.
I know a member of one of New York's first families (first as you drive up Tenth Avenue)
The difference between a politician and a snail is that the snail leaves its slime behind. Whoever named it necking was a poor judge of anatomy.
Whoever named it necking was a poor judge of anatomy.
Patience is the art of finding something else to do.
Bel Air, I am convinced, was laid out by some diabolic sadist who deliberately decided not to use a compass or a surveyor.