I Like To Use The Hard Times

To Some Its Hump Day. To Us, It's Wednesday's Getting Its Ass Kicked And Thursday Just Asked Friday To Switch Places.

When I Train, I'm Peeled Away. I'm At My Rawest State. Generally There's Spit Coming Out My Mouth, Sweat Pouring Out My Body And Every Once In Awhile I May Have Just Finished Throwing Up. Those Are Pretty Good Indications That It's Not Time To Talk And You Should Just Pass Me By.

I Didn't Want To Play By What Rules Are In Hollywood.

And Then All Of A Sudden, You're Doing Jumping Jacks, You're Happy, Because Kane Can Talk. The Big Red Retard Can Finally Speak.

Sweet Cream On An Ice Cream Sandwich!