Do you ever do something, and then think to yourself: That's So Raven?

Actually, I used to be a busboy in a strip joint in New York and so I hate strip joints. I'm not that kind of person.

My dad doesn't get any of my jokes. He laughs at them, but he doesn't understand them. He's just laughing because people around him are laughing.

I know my face is turning red. I don't want you to interpret it as being embarrassed. It's rage. The color of my face is rage.

The other day, I got a henna tattoo that says "Forever."

I am not into publicity. I'm not good at it. I get anxiety about it.

The word abbreviation sure is long for what it means.