I can't sing. Never been able to sing. I can't do voices very well. Every impression I do sounds the same. I can't dunk. Man, would I give anything to dunk. Just once.

Ahh, Earth Day, the only day of the year where being able to hacky-sack will get you laid.

My first impression is it sounds more like a contract dispute than an antitrust case.

If you hear unwanted voices, just keep your heart singing.

I sing in five or six different voices that are all part of me. It's not contrived.

I celebrated Thanksgiving in an old-fashioned way. I invited everyone in my neighborhood to my house, we had an enormous feast, and then I killed them and took their land.