Smartphones. Who cares? Smartphones. I only have dummy phones.

I never could tell a joke. I just started talking to the audience, and when the drunks would yell, "Hey, when do the broads come on?" I got good at saying, "Relax. Clear your skin up first." They called me "the insult guy," but it's never mean-spirited. I'm just exaggerating everything about us and about life.

Italians are fantastic people, really. They can work you over in an alley while singing an opera.

I don't do impressions.

Smartphones. Who cares? Smartphones. I only have dummy phones.

What I do is, I make fun of people and I make fun of myself and things around us and exaggerate things. And I'm never mean-spirited. See, the word insult means some guy who's a real unkind human being. But I don't do that, because otherwise I wouldn't be headlining all these years, thank god, and all these people showing up to see me.

So many young people think the big sex act is the whole movie, but that's not the case. You need to be able to talk and laugh and cry together.