I'll Hear A Song I Love And

I'm Tired Of Ignoring That I March To A Different Beat.

You Can Put People's Feet To The Fire A Bit Just By Reminding Them That We're Constantly Creating Our Own History.

I'm Not Wearing A Golden Sombrero.

There Was This One Time In Vegas When I Took Four Victoria's Secret Models And Did One Gram Off Each Of Their Bodies Within, Like, 45 Minutes. I Declared Myself King Of Vegas And Decided To Remodel My Hotel Room With My Bare Hands To Resemble King Louis Xiv's Bedroom At Versailles. Knocked Down Two Entire Walls, And Later Had Four Knuckle Surgeries. Still Wasn't As High As Rob Ford.

I Am On A Drug. It's Called Charlie Sheen.