I hunt feral hogs. I try not to shoot creatures. That doesn't do anything for me. But big, nasty, smelly, bristly things with tusks that destroy everything that they touch. Yeah, I'll shoot them.

I don't suffer from a mental illness, I live with it.

That's the trouble with Nick. The only time he opens his mouth is to change feet.

I adore dogs to the extent I think they are much more important than human beings. I like your dog much more than I like you.

Everybody knows pretty much everything about me. I emptied all the skeletons out of my closet a long time ago.

Win and you are the superior being in all the universe; lose, and may the fleas of a million rodents, infect your every orifice.

Hurling looks a bit like a cross between lacrosse and second degree murder.