I'm Really Scary In Reality. Most Of

Everyone Used To Chuck Snails At Each Other At School, And I Used To Try And Save Them. And Not Only Did I Get In Trouble For It, I Got Suspended For Doing It. For Saving The Snails I Kept About Four Or Five Hundred Of Them At The Back Of The Class -- In Snail Land. We Were Like Six Or Seven Or Something, People Didn't Even Realise What They Were Doing. I Had A Strange Compassion For Snails. And The Teacher Just Chucked Them All In The Trash In The End.

Frankly, I Have No Sex Appeal. Just Strolling In Los Angeles, London, Or Paris, You Will Find A Bunch Of Young Guys Like Me. I Am Not James Dean.

I Walked Out The Wrong Car Door And Started Walking Into The Crowd, An Interviewer Said, 'give Your Best Horror Scream,' And Stan Did This Great Scream, And I Was Too Much Of A Wimp To Do One. It Was Pathetic!

Umm Thanks For The Phone. I Think I Already Broke It.

In 15 Years Or Something - I Like The Idea Of Just One Paparazzo Coming Out And Trying To Get A Picture, And I Just Beat The Shit Out Of Him. I Mean - Out Of Nowhere - When My Picture's Not Even Worth...and I've Spent All My Money, So You Can't Sue Me!