I Started A Big Part Of My

I Could Be An Alternative Comic. I Could Be That Really Dark - I Was - I Was A Very Dark Comic To Begin With. I Could Be That Guy, And The Only Reason I Didn't Is That I Wanted To Make Money. I Wanted To Be Popular. I Wanted To Be Liked More Than I Wanted To Be Admired.

My Mom Was A Garage Sale Person, Save Money. Come On In To The Garage Sale, You Might Find A Shirt. She'd Get In That Garage Sale And Point Stuff Out To You. There's A Good Fork For A Nickel. Yeah, That's Beautiful. It's A Little High. If It Were Three Cents I'd Snap It Up.

I'm A Big Game Show Fan. When You're A Poor Person, You Watch Game Shows. I Don't Think People Realize That. Maybe Everybody Watches Game Shows, But When You're Poor, You Live Vicariously Through Those People.

I Have To Be Very Careful About How I Do Any Stuff On Sadness 'cause The Crowd Gets Really Sad And Concerned For Me.

It Might Be One Thing To Think About Putting On A Dress, But When You're Actually Putting On A Dress, It's A Weird Thing, Because You're Going, "huh. I'm Putting On A Dress. Do I Leave My Underwear On? Do I Get Some Other Underwear? Is There Something Special I Should Wear?" All That Dumb Stuff. I'd Never Had Any Interest In Putting On My Mom's Clothes, Except To Think, "well, They Are Nice Clothes..."