What is a normal childhood? We weren't rich, we were pretty middle-class. My dad survived from job to job; with him taking care of so many relatives, he couldn't save any money.

I don't have time for their judgement and their stupidity and you know they lay down with their ugly wives in front of their ugly children and look at their loser lives and then they look at me and they say, 'I can't process it' well, no, you never will stop trying, just sit back and enjoy the show. You know?

They sell pot named after me in the dispensaries. And I'm not even a pot guy. I was so honored.

The paramedic called the press and sold me like a loaf of bread. This was news, and he wanted to be the one to report it.

I refuse to grow up. I won't become the adult guy.

What is a normal childhood? We weren't rich, we were pretty middle-class. My dad survived from job to job; with him taking care of so many relatives, he couldn't save any money.

Let's talk about something exciting. Me.