If We Can Clean Up Our World,

Oh, For God's Sake... Get A Life, Will You?

How Do I Stay So Healthy And Boyishly Handsome? It's Simple. I Drink The Blood Of Young Runaways.

When I Was Out For The Christmas Holidays In School, I Would Go Skiing Up To The Mountains And There They Had Santa On A Sled. Pulled By Horses And Other Reindeer, It Was A Very, Very Picturesque Time And That Struck Me Very Emphatically Then And Has Remained With Me All This Time.

Christmas Is Fun Anyway. It's A Myth Organized Over The Years And Gained Different Mythological Qualities As The Years Go By.

I Didn't Want To Do The Sitcom Thing, But I Didn't Know What Else To Do.