Moving on. You have liver, kidneys and gall bladder, but no central nervous system.
You’re the ASSMAN!
Poppy is a little sloppy!
I invented ‘It’s not you, it’s me’!
It’s very important not to embellish on your order. No extraneous comments. No questions. No compliments.
Festivus begins with the Airing of Grievances. I’ve got a lot of problems with you people! And now, you’re gonna hear about it!
Hahaha that is so spot on, just like he says it “newman!”. that made my day, thank you sir. Laugh IS the best medicine.
Here is another fave line: “Hey George let’s go for pizza” - “Pizza?? I want to eat salad!” . LOLL
I feel like Tuesday.
What a world that would be if you could just ask a woman what she’s thinking.
There should be a B.O. squad that patrols the city like a “Smell Gestapo.” To sniff 'em out, strip 'em down, and wash them with a big, soapy brush…
That’s just what I need… more kissing.
It pains me to say this, but I may be getting too mature for details.
This is our best model, the Cougar 9000. It’s the Rolls Royce of wheelchairs. This is like, you’re almost glad to be handicapped.
She’s got everything I want in another human being, except for the walking
How I wish you could make a living parallel parking.
George: I’ll sniff out a deal. I have a sixth sense.
Jerry: Cheapness is not a sense.
I don’t get that whole suicide machine. There’s no tall buildings where these people live? They can’t wrap their lips around a revolver like a normal person?
It’s so great to see a show that’s about something.
So when somebody has B.O., the “O” usually stays with the “B”. Once the “B” leaves, the “O” goes with it.
Are you even vaguely familiar with the concept of giving? There’s no “grace period”.