I Never Was Able To Do Karate.

Look Eye! Always Look Eye!

I Went From Being An Ailing Child To A Public Enemy.

I Began In An Era Where Four-letter Words Were Not Allowed.

Hip Nip Just Sounds Groovy. A Drummer Laid It On Me.

I've Been Working On My Autobiography, Just Pecking Away In Longhand. The More You Write, The More You Remember. The More You Remember, The More Detail You Recall. It's Not All Pleasant!