I Was Going To Thrash Them Within

A Thing That Has Always Baffled Me About Women Is That They Will Saturate Themselves With A Pint Of Perfume, A Pound Of Sachet Powder, An Evil-smelling Lip Rouge, A Peculiar-smelling Hair Ointment And A Half-dozen Varieties Of Body Oils, And Then Have The Effrontery To Complain Of The Aroma Of A Fine Dollar Cigar.

No, Groucho Is Not My Real Name. I Am Breaking It In For A Friend.

There's A Man Outside With A Big Black Mustache. - Tell Him I've Got One.

Remember, The Grass Is Always Greener Where You Don't Happen To Be The Neighbor.

Ever Since They Found Out That Lassie Was A Boy, The Public Has Believed The Worst About Hollywood