When You're Eight Years Old, Nothing Is

If I Just Stuck To Pot I Might Have Found Out What A Drag Being An Aging Hipster Actually Was.

There Are No Dirty Words, Only Dirty Minds.

I Won't Say Ours Was A Tough School, But We Had Our Own Coroner. We Used To Write Songs Like, "what I'm Going To Do If I Grow Up".

Sex And Obscenity Are Not Synonymous.

The Only Truly Anonymous Donor Is The Guy Who Knocks Up Your Daughter.