I'm Eighteen Years Behind In

I Love To Go To The Doctor. Where Else Would A Man Look At Me And Say, 'take Off Your Clothes'?

It Took Me Three Weeks To Stuff The Turkey. I Stuffed It Through The Beak.

Let Me Tell You, A Discussion That Starts, 'i'll Tell You Something You Do That Irritates Me, If You Tell Me Something I Do That Bothers You,' Never Ends In A Hug And A Kiss.

I've Been Asked To Say A Couple Of Words About My Husband, Fang. How About Short And Cheap?

I Was So Wrinkled I Could Screw My Hats On.