When I was a really young child, I felt like I could see fairies. I was convinced there were fairies in my grandmother's garden.

When I was a little kid I wanted to be Face. I thought, cos I had blond hair and he did too, that when I grew up I'd look like him.

Last time you bring me pie, I cut into it, with my tiny pie cutter, and millions of birds flew out hitting me in the eyes and the temples... it was a trick pie!

Reality depresses me. I need to find fantasy worlds and escape in them.

You must have stuck a finger up your arse at least once.

When I was a little kid I always wanted to be ginger. My best friend was ginger and he was pretty cool.

I'd like to punch out a really old lady. There'd be no repercussions.