I just feel like history is very much alive and important and I don't, you know, I can't worry about whether people get it or not, per se.

In our world, all puns are beautiful and they are the highest form of comedy.

President Clinton celebrates the first casual Friday at the white house by wearing leather chaps.

And eat lots of mints, it fools the cops.

You can't smoke in a restaurant in Los Angeles, which is mildly ironic, when you consider the fact that you can't breathe outside a restaurant in Los Angeles.

Talking to the British about sex is like talking to Americans about reading. Nobody does it so why talk about it?

You're in a bar - grow up. You're drinking poison. You're trying to have sex unsafely with someone you don't know. Is secondhand smoke really the chiefest of your health concerns at this point?