God created whiskey to keep the Irish from taking over the world.
He looked a shade too healthy and nobody likes that. Particularly in New York.
We're going to make that Lone Star shine again.
Like most of us, I determined that I'd rather be a large part of the problem than a small part of the solution.
I don't think I have even achieved fame. Of course, Hemingway says that fame is death's little sister.
William Bennett is my patron saint, one of them. Redd Foxx is another.