Don’t follow leaders; watch the parking meters.
I didn’t hear you — could you yell a little louder, please?
Wordmen, spare that rabbit.
Wait a minute . . . What did he say?
You lie like a pope!
Just hurl feces as far as you can.
If you don’t have it, you’ll never know it.
The would-be rhetoric of would-be presidents.
No, sorry; there isn’t any.
Since we have to watch the act, maybe we can enjoy it.