Ed Yourdon:
I may be an old guy, but I still like walkin' along behind beautiful young women...
Ed Yourdon:
Mama, look! Someone dropped a jelly bean right there on the street! Can I have it?
Ed Yourdon:
I'm telling you, Lucy, he took one look at those stockings of yours, and he started running away -- *that* way -- as fast as he could!
Ed Yourdon:
Michael, we have to stop grabbing ourselves like this. People are gonna think we're weird...
Ed Yourdon:
I don't know why I decided to jog on the street - it would have been much more relaxing in the park...
Ed Yourdon:
When I was a young girl, my mother would *never* have let me go out on the street with boots like that!
Ed Yourdon:
Let me ask you something, Nancy: is my slip showing?
Ed Yourdon:
Of course I don't need these sunglasses! But do you think I would look half as sexy without them?
Ed Yourdon:
Oooh ... you better not turn around, Anthony, or you gonna forget all about how much you love me...
Ed Yourdon:
Why on earth did I wear high heel shoes to the office today?
Ed Yourdon:
School girls
Ed Yourdon:
I thought my boyfriend would be impressed with this new hair style. But he just started laughing ... and he couldn't *stop* laughing. Sheesh!
Ed Yourdon:
Nobody but me could get away with wearing plaid pants like these ...
Ed Yourdon:
I don't care if you *are* my little brother - you can't do that in public!
Ed Yourdon:
The angel of death rides among us...
Ed Yourdon:
I know I'm your babysitter, Betsy, and I know I'm in charge -- but your Mom is texting me to say that we can't have dinner at McDonald's ...
Ed Yourdon:
Try to be a little more careful this time, okay? Look what you did to my other arm!
Ed Yourdon:
This is 96th Street, babe, where it's all happenin'. You think we can handle the action?