I'm Not Conceited. Conceit Is A Fault

I Knew Already When I Was Seven Years Old, That I Wanted To Be On Stage And Entertain People. I Sell Laughs. Here, You Got One For Free!

What's Missing Is The Testosterone. What's Missing Is The Fury. What's Missing Is The Passionate Convicted Commitment. And I Got A Lot Of Mine From My Religious Background. So Y'all Best Stop Imagining The Way Dr. Zorba Looked, Or Some Defenseless Hasidic Jew With A Little Yarmulke On His Head, 'cause That Ain't Here For You.

I Just Wanted To Be In Show Biz. I Wanted To Make Music And Sing And Dance, Tell Jokes And Stories, Make Ya Smile, Make Ya Cry - And Charge You $ 8.50

I Used To Jog But The Ice Cubes Kept Falling Out Of My Glass.

Self-tragedy Is Always A Great Way To Dramatize Yourself - Ask Any Teenager.