Mustard's no good without roast beef.

Roast beef, medium, is not only a food. It is a philosophy.

I was a little kid and I was fascinated by the roast beef going around the spit. So I took out my little plastic comb and stuck it in the meat. At one point the comb caught on the string used to tie the roast beef. So I went, 'Oh, oh,' and I didn't want to break the motor. So I said, 'OK,' and I walked away.

The only time he made a pass at me, I upended a jug of water over him and walked out.

When I saw you, I was afraid to meet you... When I met you, I was afraid to kiss you... When I kissed you, I was afraid to love you... Now that I love you, I'm afraid to lose you.

Mustard's no good without roast beef.