I Have No Trouble With The Twelve

I Dunno. I Never Smoked Any Astroturf. (when Asked Whether He Preferred Grass Or Astroturf

Some Days You Tame The Tiger, And Some Days The Tiger Has You For Lunch.

I Have No Trouble With The Twelve Inches Between My Elbow And My Palm. It's The Seven Inches Between My Ears That's Bent.

I Don't Know. I Never Smoked Astroturf.

Ten Million Years From Now, When Then Sun Burns Out And The Earth Is Just A Frozen Iceball Hurtling Through Space, Nobody's Going To Care Whether Or Not I Got This Guy Out.