I'm just sayin', I don't like fun.

People always tell me I'm going to regret not having kids. But what if I have one and then I regret having it? Has anyone thought of that option?

That's the problem with them fables, they're putting animals together that wouldn't meet. I don't know where a scorpion is knockin' around with a frog.

Why is it alright to be going around, going mental with a gun, shooting all the monkeys and killing them? Because one day we're going to run out.

I don't know why small chocolates are called fun-sized; I mean, if I called a midget fun-sized, they'd kick off.

So you're sayin that it's easy to send somat up to space, but you don't believe there's a little banana machine?

Comedy's really subjective, you know.