A Mafia guy in Vegas gave me this advice: "Run your own race, put on your blinders."
Yeah, I read history. But it doesn't make you nice. Hitler read history, too.
I now consider it a good day when I don't step on my boobs.
What are people going to do? Fire me? I've been fired before. Not book me? I've been out of work before. I don't care.
I am not lucky. I am the type who would go to Lourdes and drown in the waters.
If God wanted us to bend over he'd put diamonds on the floor.