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

I think growing up on a farm in a certain amount of isolation, with not a lot of friends nearby, makes you entertain yourself and kind of grows your imagination - being alone is quite good for all that. You make up stories, talk to the animals, let them be an audience, a bunch of cows.

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.

Mel: What was your name again? Rain: Rain. Mel: Oh that's nice. Kind of like bad weather.

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 would like to be known as someone who was really sweet but also knowledgeable in all areas of life.

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.