That would take courage and self-respect, neither of which he had.

It’s like Capone going down for tax fraud instead of racketeering. Whatever gets the pustule off the streets is fine with me.

A little more fiber in his diet might help.

Isn’t it a little late for carving scary faces onto pumpkins?

Scalpers are offering a free whitewash with every ticket.

How strange that these two left just days after Elmo got a trillion-dollar pay package approved.

It may be a fake universe, but at least it has pockets.

He’s also petty, vengeful, tasteless, and vicious.

Since the money goes to the golf courses he owns, he’s essentially paying himself to golf, with your wallet.

You mean Melanoma?

There's a scene in “Lord Kalvan of Otherwhen” in a throne room, that if a Chicago mobster had seen Napoleon’s throne room at Fountainebleu, he would have gone home and ordered one twice as big, because he couldn’t possibly get one twice as tacky. I think $47 is trying for the Nobel Tacky Prize.

“Hey. Got any tomatoes?"

And there wasn’t a damp eye anywhere in the city.

Pee-wee German (Miller) *would* do nicely as Hiss.

“I don’t know the numbers, but people come up and tell me that groceries are 200, 500, 1,000 percent cheaper than they were in January, and they have tears in their eyes.”