They can kill the Kennedys. Why can't they make a cup of coffee that tastes good?

As my exciting story began I was being punched in the stomach.

I try to maintain a positive attitude at all times, because clients notice little things like that, and if you're frowning and crying all the time and saying "why? why?", they get worried.

I'm 190 pounds of rock hard muscle, underneath 40 pounds of sturdy protective fat.

I’ll flush a copy of my bill down the toilet. You should be getting it in a couple of days.

If you can take advantage of a situation in some way, it's your duty as an American to do it.

They can kill the Kennedys. Why can't they make a cup of coffee that tastes good?