Signed,
Epstein’s Mother.
Yes, indeed. His mother’s very upset. We sent him to school this morning, a fine, strapping boy. And tonight he came home looking like a rather ugly girl.
What an honor, in my class, all four Marx brothers: Wacko, Stupo, Jerko, and Dummo.
Daddy, I’m afraid that if I keep doing this, people are gonna think that I’m all body and no… [forgets what she’s talking about]
What do you think, Marge? All I need is a title. I was thinking along the lines of “No TV and no beer make Homer something-something…”
Welcome to Santa’s Village, where it’s Christmas everyday! Closed on Christmas.
I can see why that’s a Christmas you’ll never forget.
If we can delay it long enough, his kids won’t have to think of Christmas as the day their daddy died.
-“BB”-
Elmo thinks it’s important to be kind because if you’re kind to somebody, then they’ll be kind to somebody, and it goes on and on and on.
You’ve got spunk. (pause) I hate spunk.
I’m an experienced woman. I’ve been around… Well, all right, I might not’ve been around, but I’ve been… nearby.
Looks like someone took the slow train from Philly.
It’s always sunny in Philadelphia.
Tuesday has no feel. Monday has a feel, Friday has a feel, Sunday has a feel.
“Monday, one day, Tuesday, two day, Wednesday, when? Huh? What day? Thursday, the third day!”*
Saturday, what a day.
Rockin’ all week for you!
Wait a minute… This sounds like rock and/or roll.
You boys look great, [but] you ought to smile a little more.” – Ed Sullivan speaking backstage with Jim Morrison and the band before The Doors performance.
My little Chickadees… QUIET!
Where we’re from, the birds sing a pretty song and there’s always music in the air.