I'm The Only Person I Know Who's

God Only Knows How Much I'd Love You If You Let Me, But I Can't Break Through At All.

I Don't Jerk Off Because I'm Horny. I'm Sort Of Half-chick. It's Like District 9. I Can Fire Alien Weapons. I Can Insert A Tampon. No, I Do It Because I Want To Take A Brain Bath. It's Like A Hot Whirlpool For My Brain, In A Brain Space That Is 100 Percent Agreeable With Itself.

I'm Not As Surprised In Going From Playing 1,000 Seats To 4,000 Seats As I Was From 100 To 500 Seats.

I Find Myself In Situations That I Know Would Be Unbelievable Pictures And I Have To Gauge, Is This Worth Taking The Camera Out? Am I Gonna Lose The Moment? Am I Gonna Get A Dirty Look From Sting?

I Feel My Shows Are Like A Late-night Talk Show That We Settle Down And Do Every Night.