If You Can Make Just One Person

I Was Sleeping The Other Night, Alone, Thanks To The Exterminator.

I Got Some New Underwear The Other Day. Well, New To Me.

Writing Jokes For Others Is Like Having Babies For Someone Else. It's Sad. Like The Woman Who Gives Up Her Baby But Needs To Be Close So She Secretly Becomes The Maid In The Household.

I Once Heard Two Ladies Going On And On About The Pains Of Childbirth And How Men Don't Seem To Know What Real Pain Is. I Asked If Either Of Them Ever Got Themselves Caught In A Zipper.

If You Can Make Just One Person Laugh, Then You Are Already Doing Better Than Tony Danza.