I was a huge fan of 'Mad' magazine when I was 11, 12, 13 years old. I'd scour used bookstores trying to find back issues, and I'd wait at the newsstand for a new issue to come out. My life revolved around it.

I mean, I hate to gloat, but I'm extremely satisfied with my position in life and the way things have worked out for me.

People say releasing an album is like giving birth, but it’s more like having a gallbladder operation.

By the time I'm in the studio recording my parody, 10,000 parodies of that song are on YouTube.

My velvet Elvis means the world to me. Although he may not be worth much dough, he means more to me than some old Rembrandt or Van Gogh.

In the '80s, I was the only game in town, I was the only one getting that kind of exposure in any rotation on MTV. Now with internet culture it seems like everyone is doing music parodies. And they're not all good!

How can you get bored if the audience is cheering and laughing at something you're doing?