Whenever I Walk Off The Golf Course,

I'll Be Spending The Holidays With My Family. Nothing Special, Just Some Light Bickering And Biting Sarcasm.

I Came From An Italian House. The Refrigerator Was Always Full. I Never Knew You Had To Buy Food. I Thought There Were Food Fairies That Came At Night.

It Seems To Be A Common Denominator With A Lot Of Comics, This Low Self-esteem Thing.

The Married Man Has All But Eliminated That Worry From His Life, Simply Because His Wife Knows All About Him: The Good, The Bad, And The Tiny.

Mike Royce And I Have Always Had Success Writing What We Know. What We Know Now Is That We're Middle-aged, Neurotic And Fat.