A claims man is a doctor and a bloodhound and a cop and a judge and a jury...

A guy that walks into a good looking dame's front parlor and says: "Good afternoon, I sell accident insurance on husbands.

So I let her have it straight between the eyes.

Yes, he had. And I wanted a home. Why not?

Now, from the beginning...

I've gone over it again and again and again in my head

We used to meet each other constantly once or twice a week.