It's hard to have a career.
Everyone is so weird in L.A. that if you're somewhat normal, it's exotic.
You know the drill. 18 is legal. 17 with consent. 16 with a note. 15 if her dad's in the room. Low five!
Hopefully, underlying all my jokes is an element of surprise.
It wasn't a cutdown to call someone a Mexican. It would kill my career to refer to someone as Mexican today. It's like calling me an American.
My school of thought is, anything goes, but I can't do that anymore.