Boom, crush. Night, losers. Winning, duh.

I just didn't believe I was like everybody else. I thought I was unique.

It's definitely safer to be single, especially with this cottage industry that's devoted to extorting celebrities.

Shut your evil mucus-hole you truth terrorist. You LOSE every time a mirror implodes from your barbed and gristle image.

Get your egos off the battlefield.

The run I was on made Sinatra, Flynn, Jagger, Richards, all of them look like droopy-eyed armless children.

You either love or you hate. You live in the middle, you get nothing.