I Spent Seven Hours In A Beauty

I Love To Go To The Doctor. Where Else Would A Man Look At Me And Say, 'take Off Your Clothes'?

To Get A Roaster Clean, Send Something Like Baked Apples In It To A Neighbor. Neighbors Always Return Pans Spotless, And You Won't Have To Use A Blow Torch On It Like You Usually Do.

I Am Descended From A Very Long Line My Mother Once Foolishly Listened To.

It's Hard To Find A Negligee In My Size. I Wear A Junior Mister.

When He Proposed He Said, "we'll Make Such Beautiful Music Together," But In This Duet, His Part Seems To Be All Rests.