I tried therapy. This had never appealed to me. For me, it was a bit like a Chinese meal: very filling at the time, but then an hour later you're hungry again.
I'm jackin' off reading Playboy on a hot afternoon, I'm a three time loser.
You know my wife, she's 6 ft 1 she can beat anyone up.
Carrying 200 pounds of velvet and satin around a stage for 90 minutes - that's man's work, let me tell you.
You're like a cold beer, darling, on a long hot summer night.
The first cut is the deepest.