The most outrageous thing happened years ago in my YouTube days, when I asked an older lady - it was like a sexually flavored question and she just slapped me full-on across the face. That's the one time someone got physically aggressive with me. And it hurt.

I'm not a big reality show fan, because I just think it's too fake.

It's crazy. I don't know how I'm not dead. People think I'm going to get punched in the face: "Something terrible is going to happen to you. You're going to get killed." That's not what's going to kill me. The show is going to kill me. The work is going to kill me. Once I'm on the street, I'm not worried about that.

There have been man-on-the-street interviews for years, but insulting people is not that funny to me.

I had a lot of fans in New York. The press would write about me, but I couldn't get a paying job.

If someone walks away from me, I just let them walk, and I move on to the next person.

I thought it would be funny to go to my Korean dry cleaner and ask her about my head shot, as if it's the most important thing in the world, and as if it's something that everyone should weigh on because it's important to me.