I Buried A Lot Of

Comedy Is Tragedy Revisited Or Hostility. It Is Mock Hostility, Of Course, Or It Would Be Ugly; We Would Have A War.

I'd Love To Slit My Mother-in-law's Corsets And Watch Her Spread To Death.

[on Plastic Surgery:] When I Die, God Won't Know Me. There Are No Two Parts Of My Body The Same Age.

I Asked My Hairdresser What Would Look Good On Me. She Says A Los Angeles Rams Football Helmet.

I Should Have Suspected My Husband Was Lazy. On Our Wedding Day, His Mother Told Me: "i'm Not Losing A Son; I'm Gaining A Couch."