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"I'm not afraid of getting burned - are you?" |
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"I asked my hairdresser to make me look like Twiggy, but he put the part on the wrong side." |
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"I must have had a good time at the party last night. Three fellows have called up to apologize so far this morning." |
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"Well, if you're afraid you'll hate yourself in the morning, Mr. Thornton, we can always sleep till noon." |
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"I don't mind if a man loves me and leaves me - as long as he leaves me enough." |
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"When you advertised for a girl Friday, Mr. Baxter, I didn't realize that included Saturday and Sunday." |
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"Doesn't this look like a nice spot for a picnic, Mr. Morton?" |
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"Now do you think blondes have more fun, Mr. Edwards?" |
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"The only way to tell if they're real is to bite them, Mr. Hancock." |
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"I don't smoke or drink, Mr Walker - and two out of three isn't bad." |
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"Now, isn't that better exercise than jogging, Mr. Baxter?" |
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"You might as well stay Santa. You'll never get up the chimney in that condition." |
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