But You Can't Focus On

It Ain't A Party Til Something Gets Broken.

But You Can't Focus On Things That Matter If All You've Been Is Asleep For Forty Years. Funny How Sleep Rhymes With Sheep. You Know.

I'm Not Wearing A Golden Sombrero.

For Now, I'm Just Going To Hang Out With These Two Smoking Hotties And Fly Privately Around The World. It Might Be Lonely Up Here, But I Sure Like The View.

I Have A 10,000-year-old Brain And The Boogers Of A 7-year-old. That's How I Describe Myself.