Stranger in a strange land.

If it isn't make a bundle, it's useless, by definition.

Loosely translated.

A pronounced squint.

Next time print. Or get a new prescription for your glasses.

My mind's eye is bloodshot.

Cold fusion.

Try a little jazz fusion while you are at it. When you forgot the recipe.

It's all chemistry.

Self portrait.

Some of Barney's best friends are dead presidents.

Among many others.

The Wire.

Parabolic microphones work well. Ask Gene Hackman.

The Conversation proves that you can't be too careful.

Como se llama?

It's the spitting image of an alpaca.

What's your name?

Dayful of Song.

There's an app for that, Socrates. Taking stock.

We have advanced so far.

Brain exercise.

Keeps the brain young and vital.

And schadenfreude is nice, too.

In the black.

Barney has his priorities firmly set.

And he never loses sight of them.

Turkey Day.

Everyone has something for which to be thankful.

Happy Thanksgiving.

One for the record books.

That Fabulous Phillie, Fred Van Dusen.

Second game of a double header against the Milwaukee Braves.

This space for rent.

Campaign signs are just another type of For Sale sign.

Location, location, gerrymander.

Your mama.

Is so fat. So ugly.

So fat and old and ugly.

You bet your life.

Say he magic word and you win.

Watts up Doc?

Lollipop, lollipop.

It's sugar-free, so no harm done.

In his second childhood.

It's what's happening.

Charles is a happening kind of guy.

As it happens...

Drive.

Better than commenting on the internet.

But not anonymous. Period, full stop.

Leverage.

Equity to pry money out of a bank.

You can't eat a buyout.

What's my line?

Who does he think he is, anyway?

There's a kind of insurance for that.

Look before you leap.

The original fake news. Nothing to do with CNN.

Don't believe everything you read, either.

None of your business.

There's no privacy at all. No escape.

Check under the bed.

Takes a licking.

It's the BuryCane. Holds up under the harshest conditions.

It has great balance.

Gone with the whim.

All that forelock tugging can wear one out.

It's like Downton Abbey, rather than Tara.

Charlotte's Web.

Things that can be found on the Web.

Charlottesville.

Can you hear me now?

It's like a party line without the line.

Like it or not, everyone can listen to everyone else.

Fame.

He didn't specify which business he meant.

Just a walk in the park.

Dawg day afternoon.

You can tell that it's not De Niro.

Hastily thrown together.

The Fly.

It's a bird. It's a plane.

It's dinner.

Horsing around.

A little horseplay. It's a horse opera.

A horse of a different color -- Greenback.

Spoiled system.

A little patronage here, a little patronage there.

Make that man Secretary of Housing and Urban Development..