The Only Honest Art Form Is Laughter,

Life Is A Four-letter Word.

Once The Country Was Settled And Built, The Bosses Changed The Order From A Stack Of Educated Workers To A Barrel Of Minimum Wage Lottery Dreamers.

Part Of The Kick Of Making People Laugh Was Doing Something Different. We Were A Rare Breed - Spotting One Of Us Was Like Pinning A Space Alien, Or Abdominal Snowman. There Were Maybe A Hundred Stand-ups In The Whole Country When I Was Doing It.

Satire Is Tragedy Plus Time.

Once You Take Away The Struggle For Food, Clothing And Shelter, Work Is The One Four Letter Word That Offends Everyone.