Dear Mr. President. There are too many states nowadays.
Please eliminate three. I am not a crackpot!
-- Grampa Simpson writes another letter, "The Front"
Monty: [dropping a ring into a champagne glass] Now my dear, if you
look in your champagne, I think you'll find a little surprise --
[Jackie drinks it, swallows the ring, and chokes a little]
Heh, uh, not to worry, I believe there's another one around here
somewhere -- [reaches into boiling fondue, burns himself]
[kneeling] My darling, since my kneecaps are filling with fluid
as we speak....