Didn't he have one about some woman who called him out for being drunk... and he replied, "Well, you're ugly. At least when I wake up tomorrow, I'll be sober."
Bessie Braddock: âSir, you are drunk.â Churchill: âMadam, you are ugly. In the morning, I shall be sober.â and other good ones: Nancy Astor: âSir, if you were my husband, I would give you poison.â Churchill: âIf I were your husband I would take it.â A lie gets halfway around the world before the truth has a chance to get its pants on. From now on, ending a sentence with a preposition is something up with which I shall not put. There is no such thing as a good tax. We contend that for a nation to tax itself into prosperity is like a man standing in a bucket and trying to lift himself up by the handle.
I wouldn't cross the street to avoid her but I don't think she is so attractive as to fetch 1 million dollars for an all-nighter. She is cute but nothing special imho.