Whenever I think of the past, it brings back so many memories.

Should you trust a stockbroker who's married to a travel agent?

I hooked up my accelerator pedal in my car to my brake lights. I hit the gas, people behind me stop, and I'm gone.

I wear a hat on stage so that people won't be blinded by the reflection from my head. Also, if I don't wear a hat, there's no way that the hat can be at that level by itself on the stage.

I had a friend who was a clown. When he died, all his friends went to the funeral in one car.

I'm so hyper. (said with a very dull voice>

My friend Sam has one leg. I went to his house. I couldn't go up the stairs.