I try to live with the idea that karma is a very real thing. So I put out what I want to get back.

My sense of humor doesn't translate well into print, some of the things I say can be offensive or found offensive even though I don't mean them that way. So I have been told to try and censor myself here and there. I'm trying, but I'm not really succeeding at it.

There's a million people I could name who are more deserving of the parts that I get and the life that I'm living.

If you're billed as a comedian, people will accept anything you say as light-hearted and not with intent behind it.

My weight fluctuates constantly—I don't really take good care of myself. I just sort of exist and survive.

I don’t like boys who are mean to their mommies. That’s a real turn off for me. And I don’t like boys who aren’t chivalrous. To me, not being respectful is a big deal.

I resent having to prove that I'm not a retard.