It's not how big your pencil is; it's how you write your name.

When mankind goes back to treating people the way you want to be treated, things will settle, I don't see that happening. I treat people the way I want to be treated, which makes me odd.

God created whammy bars for people who don't know how to solo.

Yesterday's answers has nothing to do with today's questions.

My mom and dad got divorced when I was very young, and growing up in a family where the head of the household wasn't a man made a big difference.

Pop and metal aren't friends. Each knows exactly where the other lives and tries to keep its distance. They choose different streets, neighborhoods, zip codes.

No matter how beautiful a girl is, she still shits.