... You're Nuts But You're Welcome Here.

I Really Enjoy The Social Aspects Of Music As Much As Anything.

You Know That Look That Women Get When They Want To Have Sex? Me Neither.

I'm A Bitter, Sad, Sour Young Man Who Makes A Career Out Of Hastling People With Real Careers.

I Would Assign Every Lie A Color: Yellow When They Were Innocent, Pale Blue When They Sailed Over You Like The Sky, Red Because I Knew They Drew Blood. And Then There Was The Black Lie. That's The Worst Of All. A Black Lie Was When I Told You The Truth.

She Was Feeling Her Bohemian Oats.