"I'm sorry, man, but I've got magic. I've got poetry in my fingertips. Most of the time — and this includes naps — I'm an F-18, bro. And I will destroy you in the air. I will deploy my ordinance to the ground."
"I'm tired of pretending like I'm not special. I'm tired of pretending like I'm not bitchin', a total frickin' rock star from Mars."
"Yeah, I am on a drug…it’s called Charlie Sheen. It’s not available because if you try it once you’ll die. Your face will melt off and your children will weep over your exploded body."
"What am I, bi-polar, no. I'm bi-winning, I win here, and I win over here"
"The run I was on made Sinatra, Flynn, Jagger, Richards look like droopy-eyed, armless children."
"I don't have burnout in my gearbox, I just have go"
"My fire back was a 2000lb bomb... laser guided."
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