When You're Eight Years Old,

Every Group Needs A Comedian. A Comic Who Is Politically Incorrect At The Berkeley Campus Might Slay Them At A Klan Rally.

What Is Truth Today May Be A Damn Lie Next Week.

If I Get Busted In New York, The Freest City In The World, That Will Be The End Of My Career.

Once You Sleep On Feathers You Can't Go Back To Sleeping On The Floor.

My Only Challenge Was To Tell My Truth, Man... Figure Out What I Had To Say. These Days, It's Not Enough To Boost That Roomful Of Strangers. The Young Comic Spends All Their Time Trying To Sound Different From The Million Other Jokesters Grabbing For The Mic.