If A Guy Hasn't Got Any Gamble

She (my Ex-wife) Wanted Me To Stop Being Evel Knievel. I Am Who I Am. I'm Not Going To Change. I'll Settle Down The Day They Put Me In A Six-foot Pine Box.

I Always Wanted To Live To About 70. I Thought That'd Be A Good Age.

I Guess I'm Like Any Other Concerned Father, Except That Nobody Else's Son Guns A Cycle Over 17 Pickups Without Holding On To The Handlebars.

I Think I Coulda Landed On A Dime. I Really Do.

Bones Heal, Pain Is Temporary, And Chicks Dig Scars