My father used to wear the same pants for like a week.
I grew up cursing a lot.
Now that I'm a parent, I understand why my father was in a bad mood a lot.
I did rocks, all this dumb stuff. But now it's just trying to stay afloat and just get through the days.
I don't know who I touch and who I don't. I work hard trying to make people laugh. I try to do the kind of stuff that made me laugh growing up. I don't have any secrets. I don't know the reasons I've been so well received.
I mean, I look at my dad. He was twenty when he started having a family, and he was always the coolest dad. He did everything for his kids, and he never made us feel like he was pressured. I know that it must be a great feeling to be a guy like that.