I was over in Australia during Easter, which was really interesting. You know, they celebrate Easter the exact same way we do, commemorating the death and resurrection of Jesus by telling our children that a giant bunny rabbit left chocolate eggs in the night. Now I wonder why we're f-ked up as a race. I've read the Bible. I can't find the word "bunny" or "chocolate" anywhere in the f-king book.

I, like all artists in Western cultures, am a shaman...come in the guise of a comic...to heal perception by using...'jokes'.

Mushrooms grow on cow turds. I love that. I think that's why you giggle the first hour.

It seems to me that there will be a point in out development or our evolution where you put your guns aside.

I believe that there is an equality to all humanity. We all suck.

There is a 3rd point of view on the gun control issue - those who I refer to as THE VICTIMS - but they remain strangely silent.

My voice was not heard, the questions were not asked that I wanted to see asked.