Never spontaneously combust alone, or without a bag of marshmallows nearby.

“Tomorrow is promised to no man, though I’m under the impression I have an earth…”

“If writers write, then rangers range. And I’d like to wake up every morning and…”

“I wrote a song called "Stinky Sodomite." It isn't a pop song, a historical song…”

“In the epicenter of Epcot Center you’ll find me hiding, 333 miles away.”