In the second grade, I would just get bored and a joke would pop into my head and I would have to say it. It was almost like I had some brilliant novel in my head that I had to get down, and I would interrupt class all the time and get in trouble.

I was raised Catholic. I rejected it later on. I'm an outspoken atheist now. People say, 'Oh, it's a negative thing to be an atheist.' I don't agree. I think it's more optimistic to think that there is no God, no afterlife.

I think my friend Jeff is gay. I don't know - I'm so bad with names.

That's the worst way you can hear about comedy material: from a third person's blog story that they wrote when they were upset.

Child molesters must all think they've got huge dicks.

This past Christmas, I told my girlfriend for months in advance that all I wanted was an Xbox. That's it. Beginning and end of list, Xbox. You know what she got me? A homemade frame with a picture of us from our first date together. Which was fine. Because I got her an Xbox.

Yesterday I accidentally hit a little kid with my car. It wasn't serious — nobody saw me.