Every Time I've Gotten Myself Into Trouble,

There Are 7 Billion People On The Planet. Pretty Much Everyone Is Doing Sex. It's Not Like You Need To Order The "baby-starter Kit" On Amazon. Instincts Will Come To You At The Weirdest Places And Times.

You Know, There's Nobody Where I've Said, 'man, I Really Want That Guy's Career.' I Mean, Each Of Us Has To Make Our Own Go Of It.

I Think By Take Eight You're Kind Of Going, "oh, Wow, I Don't Know If I Want To Fall Entirely Off The Roof Again." That Stuff Is Tough, And I'm Also Not 21 Anymore. I Just Don't Like Cement. Cement Isn't Hilarious Any More.

You Can Be Deported Back To Canada, Absolutely, For A Shockingly Minor Infraction. Little Bar Fight. Next Thing You Know You Are Back In Sascatchuan. Which I'm Not From, Thank God... But It Did Concern Me.

I Think We Know Too Much About Actors As It Is And Their Personal Lives And It's This Information Age Where We're Stimulated Constantly By The Celebrity Buzz Effect Or Whatever It Is, These Web Sites And Blogs And Different Things.