I'm Fortunate To Know A Lot Of

I Just Did A Play In New York Which Has Been My Best Experience That Ive Had For Maybe Ever. It Was Paul Weitzs Play Called Privilege And I Was In New York For Three Months.

I'm Completely Changing My Diet. My Nutritionist Recommends I Must Now Stop Eating Food I Have Already Eliminated.

Stop It, Stop Lighting Your Butthol On Fire, And Everybody Listen To Me. If You Light Your Ass On Fire, I Hope You Have Boxers Or A Filter Of Somekind, Because If Your A Bareass Person. Not A Lot Of People Have Done This. Stop It. This Is Why. You Can Cauterize Your Asshole Shut, So When You Fart It Has Nowhere To Go And You Can Have A Fart Attack.

Paul Riser Tells It In An Interesting Way; He Dissects It And Tells The Structure, You Know, 'you Don't Mention That Part Here.' But That's What's Interesting About It And The People Who Are Absent Are Interesting Too.

I'm A Believer That When One Door Closes Another One Opens. But Why Does The One Opening Always Hit Me Full-speed-knob-first Into My Nuts?