No One Is Completely Unhappy At The

Hail, Hail Freedonia, Land Of The Free!

Bel Air, I Am Convinced, Was Laid Out By Some Diabolic Sadist Who Deliberately Decided Not To Use A Compass Or A Surveyor.

You Are Going Uruguay, And I'm Going My Way

Take Two Turkeys, One Goose, Four Cabbages, But No Duck, And Mix Them Together. After One Taste, You'll Duck Soup For The Rest Of Your Life

There Is No Sweeter Sound Than The Crumbling Of One's Fellow Man.