I dream of moving to India, or Pakistan, and becoming a cabdriver.
I haven't been hit since Leon Spinks hit me in '92.
I'm writing a book about Siamese Twins that are attached at the nose. It's called: Stop Staring at Me!
American society loves to prop people up and then take them down.
I've been happily dedicated to the same woman for a number of years. I never even look at other women.
Fat jokes to me are always, always hilarious, as long as they're done towards yourself.