The Problem With Me Is That Nothing

I've Got Taste, It's Inbred In Me.

Failure Usually Works For Me In The End.

I Did, I'd Say, At Least About 80 Percent Of The Rest Of The Driving, And I Had The Time Of My Life.

I Wanted To Play Around With The Format, Really Tear It To Pieces And Shake It Up. For Example, If Mitch Saves Someone From Drowning, And That Person Then Goes Out And Releases A Virus That Kills A Million People. Imagine The Moral Implications Of That.

I Look Good, But I Probably Have The Insides Of Elvis.