I consider myself to be an inept pianist, a bad singer, and a merely competent songwriter. What I do, in my opinion, is by no means extraordinary.
All she wanted was sax.
Call you up in the middle of the night. It's awful hard trying to make love long distance, but I really need stimulation.
We passed the hash pipe and played our Doors tapes.
I sold my house to Jerry Seinfeld.
I'm a cosmopolitan sophisticate of culture and intelligence. The culmination of technology and civilized experience.