My wife called me a mule. She once said, "I didn't marry a man; I married a mule!" I kept thinking about it. It was in the back of my head. I think it makes a good title for an album.

If you record the sound of bacon in a frying pan and play it back, it sounds like the pops and cracks on an old 33 1/3 recording. Almost exactly like that. You could substitute it for that sound.

The folks who know the truth aren't talking.... The ones who don't have a clue, you can't shut them up!

I don't think that you should be per­fectly candid and frank about the intimate details of your personal life with the public at large. Subsequently, it creates consider­able personal problems.

My friends think I'm ugly, I gotta masculine face.

You have to keep busy. After all, no dog's ever pissed on a moving car.

A gentleman is someone who can play the accordion, but doesn't.