But I can still lick the spoon!

I don't care what other people think.

It's unfortunate when kids get hurt, but I wish parents would monitor what their kids are doing and watching. It's common sense, really.

People think by challenging me they're going to show they're tough. But I'm not tough. Decent drinker. Not such a bad kisser. But not a great fighter.

What calmed me down finally was when my girlfriend got pregnant.

My parents said that I was nine months old and would throw myself out of the crib onto the floor continually. As soon as they left the room after putting me back in they'd hear a big bump and I'd be on the floor again.

People try to challenge me in bars every now and then. As long as they're not physical I just walk away, but if they get physical then I just end up in a fight.