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Just a Bit More on Groucho


Here are a few classic quotes from Groucho Marx, just to finish off Tuesday's bit of tribute and to head into the weekend with the proper attitude:

Ice Water? Get some Onions - that'll make your eyes water.

Outside of a dog, a book is man's best friend. Inside of a dog, it's too dark to read.

From the moment I picked your book up until I laid it down I was convulsed with laughter. Someday I intend reading it.

Why don't you go home to your wife? Better yet, I'll go home to your wife, and outside of the improvement, she won't notice any difference.

I read in the newspapers they are going to have 30 minutes of intellectual stuff on television every Monday from 7.30 to 8.00 to educate America. They couldn't educate America if they started at 6:30.

My brother thinks he's a chicken - we don't talk him out of it because we need the eggs.

We must remember that art is art.
Well, on the other hand water is water isn't it?
And east is east and west is west.
And if you take cranberries and stew them like applesause
they taste much more like prunes than rubarb does.

Comments

Now I know what to get you for your birthday or even for Christmas.
Scout said…
Isn't that thoughtful of you, Rich. And my birthday is just a week away.
Sassy Sundry said…
Love it. Cranberries taste like prunes. I'm going to keep that in mind.
Gina said…
Too funny!
dive said…
Ah, his classic book review. That one still cracks me up, Robyn … in fact all of his jokes do.

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