always stole the scene...

I’d like to rise on judgement day, that’s plain. But at my present weight, I’d need a crane.

Ah, Rome, high and palmy, home of Caesar and salami.

Chamber maids in Rome are hard to shock. First they wait until you’re naked, then they enter, then they knock.

We are what we eat, said a wise old man,
And Lord, if that's true, I'm a garbage can!

At oleomargarine I'll never mutter,
For the road to hell is spread with butter.

And cake is cursed, and cream is awful,
And Satan is hiding in every waffle.

Give me this day my daily slice—

But cut it thin and toast it twice.