There's nothing like a hardship song to set my toes a-tappin.

I actually regard Facebook as a huge bore, but I cannot refrain from participating in it. I guess I crave the feeling of hope it gives me to think that today will be different from yesterday, that I will find an interesting comment or poke or video, and on the extremely rare occasion when that happens, I am just thrilled.

To expect life to treat you good is foolish as hoping a bull won't hit you because you are a vegetarian.

I think I'm hysterical. I watch myself on tape and just roar - isn't that weird?

Most of the books call Her a He, but I am able to ascertain what is meant, despite that semantic error.

I'm a heterosexual. I don't know why I'm like this. I was just born this way.

A lot of men are impotent and it's very sad. How many of you are impotent? I see. Can't get your arms up either?