I'll tell you what can make bacon better... nothing.

I can remember my first one-night stand like it was yesterday. Well, maybe not the first. Or the second... or the fifth. I'll just begin with what I can remember and not concern myself with order.

I understand that if you're a kid in Indonesia, you need to smoke because you just got off work at the Nike factory.

How do you think jail was?! I got face raped by a woman... and I think I may have liked it.

We got to his place and it looked a lot like his personality. Just a bunch of space filler, nothing to really wow you. It looked like he had bought a lot of stuff from IKEA and then decided to refinish it at home. Everything was neat and tidy, but you wouldn't want any of it for yourself.

I don't mean to be a racist but if you're going to get raped by a Japanese guy, it's not going to hurt at all.

That's the problem in my industry. Anyone can go and open a f - ing hotel. Anyone can go and buy a restaurant. It's not like a doctor or a lawyer, you need certain qualifications. That's the issue.