I'm Not Wearing A Golden Sombrero.

I'm Sorry, Man, But I've Got Magic. I've Got Poetry In My Fingertips. Most Of The Time - And This Includes Naps - I'm An F-18, Bro. And I Will Destroy You In The Air. I Will Deploy My Ordinance To The Ground.

As Kids We're Not Taught How To Deal With Success; We're Taught How To Deal With Failure. If At First You Don't Succeed, Try, Try Again. If At First You Succeed, Then What?

I'm Dealing With Fools And Trolls And Soft Targets. It's Just Strafing Runs In My Underwear Before My First Cup Of Coffee. I Don't Have Time For These Clowns.

I'm Bi-winning. I Win Here, I Win There.

I'm 0 For 3 With Marriage - The Scoreboard Doesn't Lie, Never Has. So What We All Have Is A Marriage Of The Heart. To Sully Or Contaminate Or Radically Disrespect This Union With A Shameful Contract Is Something That I Will Leave To The Amateurs And The Bible Grippers.