No, Groucho Is Not My Real Name.

When I Invite A Woman To Dinner, I Expect Her To Look At My Face. That's The Price She Has To Pay.

Why Don't You Go Home To Your Wife? Better Yet, I'll Go Home To Your Wife, And Outside Of The Improvement, She Won't Notice Any Difference.

Many Years Ago I Chased A Woman For Almost Two Years, Only To Discover That Her Tastes Were Exactly Like Mine: We Both Were Crazy About Girls.

I Cannot Say That I Don't Disagree With You.

Home Is Where You Hang Your Head.