Hey, Maverick, they’re playing our song down there.
Yeah, I’m talking to you!!
Look, up inthe sky. It’s a bird. It’s a plane. Oh, nevermind, it’s just an egret.
What are you looking at, goose? Never seen a duck on a stick?
Ten men waiting for me at the door? Send one of them home, I’m tired. (Mae West)
Well, you know what my old pal Bogey used to say, right?
I hate Mondays. *A child of five would understand this. Send someone to fetch a child of five.* (Groucho Marx)
So he says, “Come on just one more drink.” So I tell him I am Superman and “I never drink when I fly.”
As Uncle Darth would say, “You don’t know the power of the dark side!”