My grandmother, she passed away at Christmas time. So now, I have this built in sadness, you know, every holiday. 'Cause I'm plagued with the thought of, you know, what she would have given me. What didn't I get to open this year?

Anything can happen with a razor.

I'm still going on bad dates when by now I should be in a bad marriage.

Always keep your anger bottled up. You might need a bottle of anger some day when friends come by and won't leave.

We've all made mistakes that are similar in just trying to get by or make some money or feel good about ourselves.

I have to find work wherever it might be hiding.

I mean, sleeping with the same woman, night after night. Boring!