Here are some phrases I’ve heard repeated over the years in my largely Eastern European Jewish family:
“People likes me.” This old malapropistic quote is from a distant aunt, who apparently was a likable person.
“No cousins.” This, from my grandmother, in reference to the early dating scene.
“Okay, boys, let’s go.” One of my mother’s cousins, waiting in his car at a stop light in Manhattan. (“Boys” is pronounced like “boy-us”. Work that accent!)
“Smell your share, and leave the rest for someone else.” My grandmother was an early purveyor of Bathroom Etiquette. (I am descended from altruists.)
“After a BM, one certainly does have a clear head.” That’s the British translation; it sounds much funnier in Yiddish.