I get recognized, but I'm not really a famous famous.
You know what my drink is? Jack Daniel's. Yes, that is a wild man drink. That should come with bail money, you know what I'm saying? Because on Jack, you don't know where you're going to end up, but you know when you get there, you won't be wearing any pants.
I'm not the comic of the generation, I'm not even the funniest guy in my family.
I have no grand scheme.
Are you shooting webs of stupid at me?
Is she crazy, like it says on her bracelet, or is she just looking at my sheets? I dunno!