If nothing is serious anymore, then there's nothing to satirize.

Dear Lord, I've been asked, nay commanded, to thank Thee for the Christmas turkey before us... a turkey which was no doubt a lively, intelligent bird... a social being... capable of actual affection... nuzzling its young with almost human- like compassion. Anyway, it's dead and we're gonna eat it. Please give our respects to its family.

I paint digitally now. A pity, in some ways, as the biggest price one pays is that you no longer have a finished piece of physical art to hang on a wall. I miss that terribly.

The cartooning was always just an abstraction. It was an income. It was making me famous. It was allowing me to go and do other things that I'd wanted to do.

A mind is a terrible thing. All this evolution nonsense is making me feel like a complete APE!

I grew up in Los Angeles and always wished I'd spent a childhood in a far different place.

I hate smoothies. Because they won't offer Firestone IPA beer as an ingredient.