I Married A Saint - Well, A

My Wife Gets All The Money I Make. I Just Get An Apple And Clean Clothes Every Morning.

For The Sake Of Your Marriage, Get A King-size Bed. And If You Really Want To Stay Married, Get Two.

That's The One Thing I Have Over Any Twenty-one-year-old: A Proud History Of Accumulated Neuroses. That's The Game In Which I'm Da Man.

I'm Now Unemployed. It's A Weird Feeling With No Work, But At Least There's Still Golf. Standup Comedy Is Like My Core, It's What I Do. But I Want To Be A Pro Golfer. It's A Love/hate Relationship With Golf. I Can Come Away Feeling So Serene, And Yet, It's The Thing That I Can Let Get To Me To Throw A Club And Say Curses That Don't Even Exist. I'm Obsessed With Something That Won't Let Me Master It. I Don't Know. I Need Therapy.

People Are Going To See Both Of Us And Think It's An Abbott And Costello Kind Of Thing. It's Not An Easy Switch. It's Not An Easy Transition From Tv To Film.