The ultimate act of cowardice is the fat-headed wrestling guy sitting behind the frail kid in math class, clipping him on the ear, saying: 'What are you going to do about that, faggot?' That is cowardice. When the bullets start flying past that jock's saucer-shaped ears, that's not cowardice. That's payback.

I sometimes wonder if necrophiliacs are really into dead people or if they just enjoy the quiet.

What ever happened to freak shows? Back in the twenties when elephant man was born at least he had a job waiting for him.

If you have a good product. You don't need to advertise. You've done drugs? Did you ever see them advertised?

Here's the path to sobriety: Play the Ron Paul drinking game. Watch CNN and take a drink every time someone says his name.

Mutations are exciting, there aren't nearly enough of them.

Old people always tell you: 'When you've been around as long I have, then you can argue.' As soon as they're ripped off, it's a different story.