What do you look like?
I look most like my grandmother, at least that's what I'm told. Beyond that...stare really close at the picture on the Bio page.
What are you wearing?
One of my favorite questions. I'm naked, okay? That's the way you're imagining my anyway, so why try to convince you otherwise. If naked is too much for you then choose something tasteful from Victoria's Secret.
(Frederick's is way too goshe for me.)
Will you meet me in September?
Let me check my calender and get back with you.
What's for dinner?
I don't know, why don't you call Pizza Hut and ask them?
Are we there yet?
I think Ernie and Bert explained this one best. I'm "here" and you are "there." Therefore, we aren't there yet, and I don't think we're gonna be any time soon.
Do you mind if I smoke?
Only if you do it in my presents. Or if you decide to have Medicare pay your hospitalization for the cancer which you are undoubted developing.
Can two live as cheaply as one?
Not in Ohio!
Have you seen my blue sock?
No, where did you leave it when you took it off?