I Didn't Know How To Deal With

I Don't Want To Be A Spokesperson.

Out Of All The Guitars In The Whole World, The Fender Mustang Is My Favorite. They're Cheap And Totally Inefficient, And They Sound Like Crap And Are Very Small.

I Would Like To Get Rid Of The Homophobes, Sexists, And Racists In Our Audience. I Know They're Out There And It Really Bothers Me.

I'd Like To Live Off The Band, But If Not, I'll Just Retire To Mexico Or Yugoslavia With A Few Hundred Dollars, Grow Potatoes, And Learn The History Of Rock Through Back Issues Of Creem Magazine.

I Was Accepted By Cool People Because The Cheerleaders Thought I Was Cute. The Jocks Knew The Jock-girls Thought I Was Cute. I Just Chose Not To Hang Around With Them.