If You're Not A Wreck In This

I Think Actual Death Will Be A Lot Easier Than Dying On Stage. Cause - You Know - If You Do [actual Death] Right, You Can Go Looking Good. Maybe With A Little Quip [like]: 'i Loved Everybody.' But Dying On Stage...oh, God!

My Daughter Refuses To Call Me Mother In Public; My Little Grandson Calls Me Spongeslob Squarebottom, And Nobody Else Ever Calls Me At All.

No More Botox For Me. Betty White's Bowels Move More Than My Face.

After We Made Love He Took A Piece Of Chalk And Made An Outline Of My Body.

Life Is Hard. And We Better Laugh At Everything, Otherwise We're Going Down The Tube.