I Can't Say I Ever Loved My

Sinatra’s Idea Of Paradise Is A Place Where There Are Plenty Of Women And No Newspapermen. He Doesn’t Know It, But He’d Be Better Off If It Were The Other Way Around.

I Should Never Have Switched From Scotch To Martinis.

The Whole World Is About Three Drinks Behind.

A Hot Dog At The Game Beats Roast Beef At The Ritz.

There Never Seems To Be Any Trouble Brewing Around A Bar Until A Woman Puts That High Heel Over The Brass Rail. Don't Ask Me Why, But Somehow Women At Bars Seem To Create Trouble Among Men.