Yeah, I Make Fun Of Blacks, And

Who Am I To Judge Is What I Say. I'm 90 Years Old, For Crying Out Loud, And I Don't Sit In Any Chariot.

When I Got Out Of High School, I Wanted To Be An Actor But Was Getting A Lot Of Rejections. I Was Getting Rejected By Life. My Mother, God Rest Her Soul, Told Me Not To Quit.

In The Old Days, That Was My Ad-lib For Hecklers In The Joints I Worked. It Stuck With Me. I Hardly Say It Now, Say, To Fans, Even Though People Do Send Me Hockey Pucks.

Smartphones. Who Cares? Smartphones. I Only Have Dummy Phones.

Yeah, I Make Fun Of Blacks, And Why Not? I'm Not A Black.