I think I've always had a disconnect from what I'm supposed to be like.
I used to carry a rabbit's foot for luck. Then it was a monkey's paw. Now it's a camel's toe.
I mean if you two were to make love, that would be gay. Two men touching each other physically and emotionally...erotically caressing each other...on the hood of a car...or the back of a movie theater.
No one knows who the real me is, so I can be a hundred different kinds of me.
One good thing about being locked in a cage: No responsibility!
I wanted to make sure that my act was family friendly for tonight, but I don't have babies. So I thought that maybe I could pretend that I had babies and that way I could appeal to the people in the audience who have babies and to the people who like to pretend that they have babies.