I shook hands with a friendly Arab. I still have my right arm to prove it.
I'm a hero with coward's legs.
Listen, someone's screaming in agony- fortunately I speak it fluently
We were making love in the back of a truck and we got carried away.
I thought I'd begin by reading a poem by Shakespeare, but then I thought, why should I? He never reads any of mine.
All I ask is the chance to prove that money can't make me happy.