I Wish I'd Been A Mixed Infant.

All Publicity Is Good, Except An Obituary Notice.

Message? What The Hell Do You Think I Am, A Bloody Postman?

If It Was Raining Soup, The Irish Would Go Out With Forks.

Nothing Hurts More Than The Friendly Letter That One Never Got Around To Writing.

I Think Weddings Are Sadder Than Funerals, Because They Remind You Of Your Own Wedding. You Can't Be Reminded Of Your Own Funeral Because It Hasn't Happened. But Weddings Always Make Me Cry.