I Grew Up In Europe, Where The

We Have Two Hundred Languages In Europe. Two Hundred Languages! Count Them! I Know You Won't!

But With Dogs, We Do Have "bad Dog." Bad Dog Exists. "bad Dog! Bad Dog! Stole A Biscuit, Bad Dog!" The Dog Is Saying, "who Are You To Judge Me? You Human Beings Who’ve Had Genocide, War Against People Of Different Creeds, Colors, Religions, And I Stole A Biscuit?! Is That A Crime? People Of The World!" "well, If You Put It That Way, I Think You’ve Got A Point. Have Another Biscuit, Sorry.

And The Druids, They Were Into Sex And Death In An Interesting Night-time Telly Sort Of Way.

There's A Thing About Trying Too Hard, Which I Think Is In All Forms, Which Is If You Really Try To Do Things Really Well, You Can Get To A Less Good Place Than If You Just Let Go And Let It Fly. Especially In Creativity.

There Was No Religion In My Life Growing Up. Did God Invent Us Or Did We Invent God?