I Respect People And Expect

One Of The Things I Had A Hard Time Getting Used To When I Came To California In '78 Was Santa Claus In Shorts.

I Consider Myself Fortunate That I've Been Able To Find A Character That People Have Responded To.

I Always Liked The Smell Of A Smoke-filled Room. I Think It's A Good Smell.

For Lack Of A Better Term, They've Labeled Me A Sex Symbol. It's Flattering And It Should Happen To Every Bald, Overweight Guy.

I Was So Emotional. Choked Up. I Could Hardly Talk All Day. I'll Be Cleaning Out My Trailer And Saying Goodbye Soon, Realizing What A Wonderful Experience This Has Been.