Mom always said, if you are going to eat lobster, you have to wear a bib.
You may call me Your Royal Highness, Queen of Ligustrumia
All I need now is my own cartoon and theme song. Where are the Warner Brothers when you need them?
“What we’ve got here is failure to communicate.”
This is definitely not what I meant when I asked for a Swiss blow dry.
No, this isn’t Sesame Street. I’m not a muppet. But a cookie would be nice.
How many times do I have to say I’m sorry, that I’m ashamed of how I behaved?
Man, I have got to see my chiropractor, my neck is killing me.
For the umpteenth time, I’m Curly, you are Larry and you are Moe!
You may call me a Moorhen but I prefer to be called Othello.