I've Been Accused Of Bad Taste, And

Satire Is Tragedy Plus Time.

Never Tell. Not If You Love Your Wife...in Fact, If Your Old Lady Walks In On You Deny It. Yeah. Just Flat Out And She'll Believe It: "i'm Tellin' Ya. This Chick Came Downstairs With A Sign Around Her Neck 'lay On Top Of Me Or I'll Die.' " I Didn't Know What I Was Goin' To Do.

The Only Honest Art Form Is Laughter, Comedy. You Can't Fake It... Try To Fake Three Laughs In An Hour - Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha - They'll Take You Away, Man. You Can't.

I'll Die Young, But It's Like Kissing God.

Part Of The Kick Of Making People Laugh Was Doing Something Different. We Were A Rare Breed - Spotting One Of Us Was Like Pinning A Space Alien, Or Abdominal Snowman. There Were Maybe A Hundred Stand-ups In The Whole Country When I Was Doing It.