I'd Like A Nice Piece Of Salmon

In The Creative Sense, I'm Looking Forward To Collaborating With People I Have Mutual Respect For To Create Some Really Good Work.

My Dad's Like, If Your Mom And I Are Having Sex And We Videotape It And She Falls Out Of Bed Funny, Can I Win Ten-thousand Dollars?

My Humor Was Kind Of From My Dad And All The Stuff That We Went Through, Which Was A Lot Of Death. My Humor Was An Escape.

I'm A Believer That When One Door Closes Another One Opens. But Why Does The One Opening Always Hit Me Full-speed-knob-first Into My Nuts?

I'd Like A Nice Piece Of Salmon That's Not Too Pink Inside And Yet Isn't Too Dry Or Crisp Either.