I Like Children. If They're Properly Cooked.

I'm Looking For Loopholes.

Some People Are Born Losers; Others Acquire The Knack Gradually.

It Was A Marriage Of Convenience, As My Father Had A Blister On His Big Toe And Couldn't Travel Far To Find A Girl.

You Can't Cheat An Honest Man.

My Illness Is Due To My Doctor's Insistence That I Drink Milk, A Whitish Fluid They Force Down Helpless Babies.