The Chicago mobs... They practiced their own perverted form of "survival of the fittest." Where the strong clawed their way to the top of a criminal empire. And the weak died in a hail of machine gun bullets.
The only ones who like Milton Berle are his mother - and the public.
Hell hath no fury like a woman cheated out of a million dollars.
Never above you. Never below you. Always beside you.
She's been on more laps than a napkin.
A real friend is one who walks in when the rest of the world walks out.