I've heard there are vegan corn dogs - I don't know if that's true but, jeez, I'd love to eat one of them.

I just heard a story from someone the other day where somebody was beaten up by Christians for wearing one of our shirts. Of course, that's a very Christian thing to do.

There are only a few places that I go where people recognize me anyway. I have to be at the right place, in the right city. It's not really that much of an issue.

One time I was singing along with a boy that looked like me in the crowd and he pushed away the mic and started making out with me and accidently bit my lip and I had to get stitches.

The people who send us fan mail written in blood say the nicest things, so it doesn't freak us out too much.

I find drug use disrespectful, self destructive and weak. I want no part of it. I believe in complete respect for myself and others.

I was the freak who moved into the nice neighborhood.