I'd hate to be a writer forever and never perform, and I'd hate to perform and not write. I get sad if time has passed and I haven't written or made anything. I'm an artist.

Oh man, the car could just burst into flames right now and this would be the way to go, huh guys?

I would imagine that Bret would taste like a warm goat cheese, and Jemaine would taste like harvati with dill. Hmm...I'm hungry actually.

I'd hate to be a writer forever and never perform, and I'd hate to perform and not write. I get sad if time has passed and I haven't written or made anything. I'm an artist.

I used to carry a rabbit's foot for luck. Then it was a monkey's paw. Now it's a camel's toe.

One good thing about being locked in a cage: No responsibility!

Just because I'm married to Doug doesn't mean I can't be here for you.