I'm Totally Growing Up.

I Think If I'm 40, And I Don't Have Any Kids, And I'm Not Married, I Would Have A Baby Artificially Inseminated. I Would Feel Like Mary, Like Jesus Is My Baby.

I Can Smell When Someone Has A Cavity. It's A Very Specific Smell - Not A Bad-breath Smell - But Something That Is Really Strong.

I Get Annoyed With Rushing. Then I Get In A Bad Mood - I'm So Cranky. I Hate Being Late.

I'm A Little More Shy And Not Comfortable Dancing In Front Of A Large Crowd.

I Don't Even Drink! I Can't Stand The Taste Of Alcohol. Every New Year's Eve I Try One Drink And Every Time It Makes Me Feel Sick. So I Don't Touch Booze - I'm Always The Designated Driver.