A Comedian Who Starts Talking

English Coffee Tastes Like Water That Has Been Squeezed Out Of A Wet Sleeve.

We Are Living In The Machine Age. For The First Time In History The Comedian Has Been Compelled To Supply Himself With Jokes And Comedy Material To Compete With The Machine. Whether He Knows It Or Not, The Comedian Is On A Treadmill To Oblivion.

On Ships They Call Them Barnacles; In Business They Attach Themselves To Desks And Are Called Vice Presidents.

I Can't Understand Why A Person Will Take A Year To Write A Novel When He Can Easily Buy One For A Few Dollars.

I'd Rather Have Two Girls At Seventeen Than One At Thirty-four.