I feel a lawsuit coming on.

Come on, Jerry.

Leave your projects on the table.

Oh, Melissa, I can't wait on her.

And tender flaky cakey on the outside.

Well, you're on commission, so sky's the limit.

I was disappointed in your performance on Saturday.

I'm trying to eavesdrop on Melissa's party plans.

When you have friends, you're rich on the inside.

And I was sweet on this high and mighty gal named Daisy.

I was a boozer, a user, and a loser.

Make a hell of a shrimp paste.

I was planning on buying a fresh pair of flares for my party, which would mean I'd have an extra pair, which I could donate to a needy person.

I'm a customer.

You're a businessman?

Oh, a goose.

Well, then, why don't you, um, shamble on to the back and find me some flares, and we'll see what happens.

It's a history paper.

For a little green.

Sell me a shoe.