I'm dreading being on a ski cross with other skiers who don't know what they're doing.

I've had, you know, my leg chopped off.

I love England but everything that has happened makes me realise that I would be better off in the States.

I don't mean to be accident prone, but my excuse is if you really want to get somewhere you have to go full gas.

I got a fascination with food.

I'm a very cheap date.

I just have friends that don't sell their pictures to newspapers.