A man can sleep around, no questions asked, but if a woman makes nineteen or twenty mistakes she’s a tramp.
JOAN RIVERSMy parents hated me. All I ever heard was, “Why can’t you be like your cousin Shelia? Why can’t you be like your cousin Shelia?” Shelia had died at birth.
More Joan Rivers Quotes
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Here’s a Thanksgiving tip. Generally, your turkey is not cooked enough if it passes you the cranberry sauce.
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I was so ugly that my parents sent my picture to ‘ripley’s believe it or not’ – they sent it back and said, “we don’t believe it.”
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Why should a woman cook? So her husband can say ‘My wife makes a delicious cake’ to some hooker?
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Don’t cook. Don’t clean. No man will ever make love to a woman because she waxed the linoleum.
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Thank God we’re living in a country where the sky’s the limit, the stores are open late and you can shop in bed thanks to television.
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Why should a woman cook? So her husband can say ‘My wife makes a delicious cake’ to some hooker?
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There are many self-help books by Ph.D.s, but I hold a different degree: an I.B.T.I.A.-I’ve Been Through It All. This degree comes not on parchment but gauze, and it entitles me to tell you that there is a way to get through any misfortune.
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A female salmon lays three thousand eggs a year – and has yet to receive a Mother’s Day card from one of them.
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I use a smoke alarm as a timer.
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Put me up against Sarah Silverman and I could take her.
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I finally found out how priests get holy water. They boil the hell out of it.
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I have no boobs whatsoever. On my wedding night my husband said, ‘Let me help you with those buttons’ and I told him, ‘I’m completely naked’.
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Maybe I’m old-fashioned, but I believe when a woman enters a room, men should stand up – and gay men should stand up at least halfway.
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Better laid than never.
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I told my mother-in-law that my house was her house, and she said, ‘Get the hell off my property.’
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