While There may be power in forgiveness, there is even more power in lobbing a Molotov cocktail through someone's dining room window.

I don't wear rubbers cause you can't catch it twice.

Mario you are a great chef but you look like a homeless James Gandolfini.

I don't pull out because... it's not my problem.

You look like a diabetic strip club owner.

The deeper the pit, the more humor you need to dig yourself out of it.

I appreciate that the New York Daily News will show dead bodies but blur the cover of a French parody magazine. Just out of respect, right guys?