I Know What It Feels Like To

By The Time I Was In The Fourth Grade, I Sounded Exactly Like My Father On The Phone.

I Know What It Feels Like To Be A Gun Lover.

The Authority Of Depression Is Horrifying. I Felt Like My Brain Was Busted And That I Could Never Feel Good Again. I Really Thought That I Was Never Gonna Heal.

When I Was A Kid In Nebraska, A Cantankerous Farmer, Known For Plinking With His '22 At Passing Cars In Which He Perceived Enemies, Ingeniously Rigged Up A Shotgun In His House, Trained On The Inside Of His Front Door So As To Widely Distribute Any Intruder.

Every Student Of Comedy Should See Dame Edna At Least Twice.