I'd make a bad preacher.

I could sell used battery acid and make it fly.

My whole thing is to entertain, make people laugh and to forget about the real world for awhile.

I think I'm a narcoleptic. I could sleep on a railway track with a train running over me, in-between the rails.

There's that old theory that humankind and this planet were seen as the centre of the universe. That was thrown away - how could we be so presumptuous? Well, I subscribe to that.

Well, the common enemy in North America is the Western consumer. The consumer has driven oil up to $50 a barrel so we have to have these wars. I think it's incumbent upon us to.