If It's Not Bourbon Or

I Just Want Silence... Jesus, It Doesn't Mean I Don't Like You. It Just Means Right Now, I Like Silence More.

If It's Not Bourbon Or Sweatpants, It's Going In The Garbage.... No, Don't Get Creative. Now Is Not A Creative Time. Now Is A Bourbon And Sweatpants Time.

On My Last-place Finish In The 50-yard Dash During Little League Tryouts “it Kinda Looked Like You Were Being Attacked By A Bunch Of Bees Or Something. Then When I Saw The Fat Kid With The Watch Who Was Timing You Start Laughing…. Well, I’ll Just Say It’s Never A Good Sign When A Fat Kid Laughs At You.

I'm Not A Guy Who Curses Very Much In My Personal Life. When I Curse It Sounds Like A Kid Trying To Be Cool. But I Think There Are Quite A Few People, My Father Being One Of Them, Who Use Curse Words Rather Eloquently.

What Im Trying To Say Is That What Makes You Up, Its Always Been Around, And It Always Will Be Around. So Really The Only Thing You Should Worry About Is The Part You're At Right Now. Where You Got A Body And A Head And All That Bullshit. Just Worry About Living, Dying Is The Easy Part.