The truth is for suckers, Johnny Boy!

I'm kind of old-fashioned in a lot of ways. I prefer mano a mano. Even if you have two girls in the house, it's not like we're together all the time. But I need variety.

I've spent, I think, close to the last decade effortlessly and magically converting your tin cans into pure gold.

Dad kept us out of school, but school comes and goes. Family is forever.

I just don't want to live like I used to. And at some point, I'm going to put a gag order on myself in terms of talking about the past. I've got to slam the door and deal with the present and the future.

But you can't focus on things that matter if all you've been is asleep for forty years. Funny how sleep rhymes with sheep. You know.

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