I Ain't Running For Office. I Ain't

Bernie Mac Don't Sugarcoat.

You Don't See Me In Los Angeles A Lot. I Go Back Home. Because I Can't Play The Game. I Can't - My Tolerance - I Know I'm Getting Old; I'll Be 50 This Year. And You Know How I Know I'm Getting Old? 'cause My Tolerance Level Is Low.

It's A Pleasure To Work With Someone Who Is Just As Strong As You Are.

My Humor Had Changed From Foolishness To Making Sense.

You Know You Poor When You Eatin' Breakfast Food Late. You Fryin' Toast? At Nine O'clock At Night? With Bacon? You're Broke.