Sometimes I Snore, Like When I Get

I'm Just An Obnoxious Guy Who Can Make It Appear Charming, That's What They Pay Me To Do.

We're Creating A Tv Show Of Scrooge, Starring Jamie Farr, With Buddy Hackett As Scrooge. We're Shooting In This Victorian Set For Weeks, And Hackett Is Pissed All The Time, Angry That He's Not The Center Of Attention, And Finally We Get To The Scene Where We've Gotta Shoot Him At The Window, Saying, "go Get My Boots," Or Whatever. The Set Is Stocked With Victorian Extras And Little Children In Oliver Kind Of Outfits, And The Director Says, "all Right, Bud - Just Give It Whatever You Want." And Hackett Goes Off On A Rant. Unbelievably Obscene.

The Critics. When They're Right, They're Right For The Wrong Reasons. And They're Usually Wrong.

I Have A Brother Who Gives Socks For Christmas. He Gives Socks. Every Year, I Get A Pair Of Socks From Him.

You Have To Hope That [good Things] Happen To You. [...] That's The Only Thing We Really, Surely Have, Is Hope. You Hope That You Can Be Alive, That Things Will Happen To You That You'll Actually Witness, That You'll Participate In. Rather Than Life Just Rolling Over You, And You Wake Up And It's Thursday, And What Happened To Monday? Whatever The Best Part Of My Life Has Been, Has Been As A Result Of That Remembering.