I Don't Think Men Talk

The More I Go Through Parenting, The More I Say I Owe My Mother An Apology.

You Know, Before I Would Think, My Cab Driver Hates Me. Now I Think My Limo Driver Hates Me.

I Don't Know If You Want To See The Everybody Loves Raymond Guy In A Nude Scene.

Whenever I Get Down About Life Going By Too Quickly, What Helps Me Is A Little Mantra That I Repeat To Myself: At Least I'm Not A Fruit Fly.

Right After 'raymond' I Had A World-is-my-oyster Attitude, But I Found Out I Don't Like Oysters. I Had This Existential Emptiness.'what Is My Purpose? Who Am I?' I Had A Big Identity Crisis.