If I were a man with gills, I would be a fish!

Never interrupt me when I'm eating a banana.

I cant sprinkle sprinkles on. I lose control when I have sprinkles. Im shaky. I still remember the great sprinkle accident of 1982.

I'm going to buy some green bananas because by the time I get home they'll be ripe.

We're expecting a lot of rain in the state of Oregon, so let's just get rid of Oregon.

You know, I've got a confession to make myself. I'm not really a priest, I've just got my shirt on backwards.

Two thongs don't make a right.

What do I do when we're not taping? Sit in a dark room and refine my plans for someday ruling Earth from a blimp. And chess.

I'd rather drive the yellow brick road, you wouldn't happen to know of a rental car place around.

The sky, the sky beyond the door is bluuuuuuue!

When it comes to making love, I may not be the best, but I'm damn gouda.

Nothing is easier than self-deceit.For what every man wishes, that he also believes to be true.

Do you think people love having jobs, Sylvia asks Peter in because they offer a condoned but false responsibility that masks, for at least eight hours a day, true responsibility?

...to forget you..this girl can never do....

A fishing-rod was a stick with a hook at one end and a fool at the other.

Everybody starts by imitating their heroes. For me it was Chuck Berry and Muddy Waters.

I'm a scorer, not a triple-double player

Figured Bass (Harmony) and Religion are self-contained things, one should not argue these.

Kissing Sinclair was like making out with a sexy timber wolf— he was licking my fangs and nipping me lightly and growling under his breath and it was...oh, it was really something.

What you resist, persists

This loss of self contributes to illness in its myriad forms.