If you have a fat brother or sister you might be American.

You write some material, go up on stage and try it out; go back home and throw it in the trash can. And the next day do it again.

The police pulled me over and asked me if I have anything illegal in my car. I looked at my cousin and I ran.

The war in Iraq is still going on. The British are helping. Mexico wants to help, but they need a ride over there.

I hate when comedians use Performed For The Troops as one of there credits before they go up on stage.

Cougar jokes are now as hackneyed as airplane food.

Every week for me was the same audience, and every week they heckled me. The better I got at comedy, the better the audience was at heckling me. But it helped me with my joke writing.