Never mind what I told you - do what I I tell you.

My illness is due to my doctor's insistence that I drink milk, a whitish fluid they force down helpless babies

Now don't say you can't swear off drinking; it's easy. I've done it a thousand times.

My father...one of the great immorals, er, immortals, of our time.

If you still don't like it, that's ok: that's why I'm boss. I simply know better than you do.

He would not, with a peremptory tone, Assert the nose upon his face his own.

I have an answering machine in my car. It says, 'I'm home now. But leave a message and I'll call when I'm out.'