In my long and colorful career, one thing stands out: I have been misunderstood.

Men are my hobby, if I ever got married I'd have to give it up.

Sometimes it seems to me I've known so many men that the FBI ought to come to me first to compare fingerprints.

He's the kind of man a woman would have to marry to get rid of.

I speak two languages, Body and English.

Let's get out of these wet clothes and into a dry Martini.

Ya know it was a toss-up whether I go in for diamonds or sing in the choir. The choir lost.