I don't like doing movies, period. Movies are hard. I like TV.

Remember, folks, I am a comedian, not a journalist.

Most people unfamiliar with the men in a new town might search for love until they find it. I picked out some guy on my second day in LA, who worked at the local bicycle shop, and handed my virginity to him. “You can fill a tire? Sounds good to me. Let's call it a date.” Needless to say he wasn't Mr. Right.

It was sweaty Whitney (Houston) in Central Park. She knew that park pretty well. Every bush!

I love Mariah Carey. Remember the breakdown? I loved the breakdown.

I also don't have a desire to be on the A-list. I feel more people can relate to the D-list than the A-list.

It is a challenge, with the global fame, to try to act like I put my pants on one leg at a time, when in fact I have Pippa Middleton help me put my pants on every morning. She's my lady-in-waiting as well.