She says she doesn't have the money and she's crying ... and just telling us nonsense that we don't want to hear.

[T]his machine will tell us the precise location of the three remaining tickets. It says, "I won't tell, that would be cheating." I am now telling the computer that if it will tell me the correct answer, I will gladly share with it the grand prize. He says, "What would a computer do with a lifetime supply of chocolate?" I am now telling the computer exactly what he can do with a lifetime supply of chocolate!

A one-way street will stop a lot of the nonsense. The only thing for us is they're moving that five-minute park.

I love money. I love everything about it. I bought some pretty good stuff. Got me a $300 pair of socks. Got a fur sink. An electric dog polisher. A gasoline powered turtleneck sweater. And, of course, I bought some dumb stuff, too.

Keeping books on social aid is capitalistic nonsense. I just use the money for the poor. I can't stop to count it.

We want our furniture. If we can't get our furniture, we hope to get our money back.