Something tells me you’re going to be no fun come Christmas.
We’ve worn him out, son. Keep on him. He’s ours for the catchin’.
I think I liked the idea better when it was in my head.
Hate to sound sleazy, but tease me, I don’t want it if it’s that easy
Great, I can look forward to having a swiss cheese wardrobe.
My grandfather can barely even hear, and Chevy Chase makes a face, and he laughs.