Watched the BEST episode of You Bet Your Life last night. A comedian and longtime friend of Groucho was on and his partner was a 19 year-old blonde dancer. What's amazing about Groucho is his economy. He doesn't have to say anything, he doesn't really have to do anything except look at the camera/ audience, and somehow it's still riotously funny. Here's a pretty tame exchange from the interview section:
"How exactly does one obtain a figure like this, Chelsie?"
"Oh, I don't know. I guess, sports and good eating habits."
"And what constitutes good eating habits these days?"
"Oh, well, for breakfast I have liver and yogurt-"
"Liver and yogurt? It's hard enough to get out of bed and look at the morning paper but liver and yogurt?"
Later, another friend was invited on stage and as he lit his cigar he said something curtly to Groucho before motioning to the blonde, "So, liver and yogurt, eh?" Throughout the question portion of the show he would routinely distract himself from the questions by ogling that girl.
When was the last time such shameless misogyny and cigar consumption on prime time network television was so funny?
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