Im a sucker for accents and any man who can actually sing and serenade you.
I can do Shakespeare, Ibsen, English accents, Irish accents, no accent, stand on my head, tap dance, sing, look 17 or look 70.
Then come and as we lay, beside this sleepy glade, there I will sing to you my Longfellow serenade.
And for a sucker play a man gets sucker pay; for the paymaster is on the job and never losses the pay envelope that is coming to you.
Some people can sing, and they can sing sing, but Brandy can not only sing sing, but she has a voice and a tone that is unlike any other.
Any man can take a sucker punch, but if you get slapped, it's other repercussions to that.
I always loved slow jams and wanted to make them, but didn't know how I could because I couldn't sing. Then Barry White made 'Love Serenade' in which all he did was talk the entire jam. I said, 'I can do that.'
Um, thanks,” she said. It was nice to see one woman finally immune to that accent. That wasn’t to say Rose wasn’t a sucker for accents. She just preferred hers from the other side of Europe.
People are very ready to criticize other people's accents. There's no correlation between accents and intelligence or accents and criminality, but people do make judgments.
I think I can sing, but that does not mean I can actually sing. I fear that I'm like one of those 'American Idol' contestants who truly believe they are good and are actually dreadful.
Today, actors aren't forced to ditch their regional accents like they used to. The best example's Tom Baker, a Scouser who went to great lengths to change his accent and ended up with something alien - and fantastic. It's sad that when the likes of him go, there won't be those sorts of accents any more.
Look around the table. If you don't see a sucker, get up, because you're the sucker.
I never go looking for a sucker. I look for a Champion and make a sucker of of him.
If you can't spot the sucker in your first half hour at the table, then you ARE the sucker.
It was a sucker punch. But you know who gets hit by sucker punches? Suckers.
Listen, here's the thing. If you can't spot the sucker in the first half hour at the table, then you ARE the sucker.