I've Never Not Finished A Masturbatory Session

I'd Be At Someone's House Or Be Up On The Roof All Day And I'd Get Lonely - Stir Crazy - And Talk Radio Became This Soothing Voice In My Life. But The Idea That I Was Making $10 An Hour And Stacking Drywall While These Guys Were Making A Few Hundred Thousand, And They Were Having A Party, And There Were Playmates And There Were Good Times, I Just Couldn't Imagine It.

I Know Everything Because I Know Nothing.

My First Car Was A Motorcycle.

The Main Thing That I Learned From My Horrible Job Experiences Was How Horrible They Were.

Mmm, Tastes Like Hepatitis!