She told me they were going to Brazil for carnival, ... I said, 'Sure, I'd love to go.'

It's hard for me, because I really do love the kids.

It's Neverland. I don't know who would want to escape,

Like Mardi Gras and Halloween rolled into a public party at the Playboy mansion, Rio during Carnaval is like no other place on earth. And the freak-flags fly like the color guard of an invading army.

In Brazil, we grow up with Carnival. People paint their private parts and go dancing in the street.

I'm not leaving. The people who live here and love it have kind of a carnival-like quality to them. Nothing much bothers us. If I left the Quarter, I'd only get depressed.