My brother thinks he's a chicken-We don't talk him out of it because we need the eggs

Bel Air, I am convinced, was laid out by some diabolic sadist who deliberately decided not to use a compass or a surveyor.

Women should be obscene, not heard.

There is no sweeter sound than the crumbling of one's fellow man.

It's hard to get ivory in Africa, but in Alabama the Tuscaloosa

I shall drink no #‎ wine before it's time! OK, it's time.

Gentlemen, Chicolini here may talk like an idiot, and look like an idiot, but don't let that fool you: he really is an idiot. I implore you, send him back to his father and brothers, who are waiting for him with open arms in the penitentiary. I suggest that we give him ten years in Leavenworth, or eleven years in Twelveworth.