What some people would call antics, I would just call a good show.
At those times I got into... I suppose you call it a rut. I used to do comedy, comedy, comedy and I suddenly thought I ought to break away from this somehow.
Agriculture not only gives riches to a nation, but the only riches she can call her own.
You know, just to be grossly generalistic, you could put half of Trump's supporters into what I call the basket of deplorables. They're racist, sexist, homophobic, xenophobic, Islamaphobic - you name it.
When I'm not longer rapping, I want to open up an ice cream parlor and call myself Scoop Dogg.
My idea of good company is the company of clever, well-informed people who have a great deal of conversation; that is what I call good company.
I'm just totally into being strong. There's something about wanting to get a jar or whatever out of a high cupboard, or moving a sofa over because my dog's bone rolled under it, and not having to call anyone for help. There's comfort in that.
The funniest memory that I can recall about my school days has to be one incident that involved unfinished homework for numerous days. I didn't do any of my homework for days and days at a stretch, and kept stalling my teacher that I was extremely unwell and was under heavy medication.
We live in a disposable society. It's easier to throw things out than to fix them. We even give it a name - we call it recycling.