It used to be that a fellow went on the police force when everything else failed, but today he goes in the advertising game.

Don't knock the weather; nine-tenths of the people couldn't start a conversation if it didn't change once in a while.

We'd all like to vote for the best man but he's never a candidate.

Some folks seem to have descended from the chimpanzee much later than others.

Whoever takes just plain ginger ale soon gets drowned out of the conversation.

Boys will be boys, and so will a lot of middle-aged men.

Live so that you can at least get the benefit of the doubt.