When I get married, I'm gonna register at Bank of America.
My time in heaven was up, and I was being told I wasn't the marrying kind by someone who undresses for a living.
Sometimes, Chelsea, I wonder, how you get by from day to day. It's a good thing you're so voluptuous.
How could I have missed the opportunity to pop pills with my sister who was purer than a Quaker?
I never say the things I really want to. If I did, I'd have no friends.
I love people who have such passion for complete nonsense.