Our Love Is Like A Red, Red

Until Ace Ventura, No Actor Had Considered Talking Through His Ass.

I Need Privacy. I Would Think That Because What I Do Makes A Lot Of People Happy That I Might Deserve A Little Bit Of Respect In Return. Instead, The Papers Try To Drag Me Off My Pedestal.

I'm A Hard Guy To Live With. I'm Like A Caged Animal. I'm Up All Night Walking Around The Living Room. It's Hard For Me To Come Down From What I Do.

I Feel Like I Want To Take Care Of Everyone And I Also Feel This Terrible Guilt If I Am Unable To. And I Have Felt This Way Ever Since All This Success Started.

I've Tried Everything. I've Done Therapy, I've Done Colonics. I Went To A Psychic Who Had Me Running Around Town Buying Pieces Of Ribbon To Fill The Colors In My Aura. Did The Prozac Thing.