I'm not wearing a golden sombrero.
Touch my children and I will eat your hands off your freakin arms.
For now, I'm just going to hang out with these two smoking hotties and fly privately around the world. It might be lonely up here, but I sure like the view.
A lot of people think Major League’s called Wild Thing. As they should.
My success rate is 100 percent. Do the math.
By the way, two wars are in an endless state of sorrow. Egypt about burned to the ground and all you people care about is my bullshit... Pathetic. Shame, shame shame