Robert Hawkins is an ex-army medic (U.S.) who grew up fast on the sandy beaches of Fort Lauderdale, Florida. "I joined the army because I was 18 and bored with tenth grade". After an honorable discharge from civilian jobs, he took the advice of...Read on
If you want to sing in my car, go ahead, sing. Sing the whole trip, I don't mind. But do me a favor: don't try to sound like the artist on the radio, just use your own voice. You're not going to trick me into thinking Dave Matthews jumped in the car when I was getting gas.
You know, if you just act natural, you can swim in any hotel pool, anywhere, for a half hour. The world is yours. You gotta be cool. If someone yells, 'Marco,' you yell, 'Polo' -- get in the game.
How did I quit? With willpower and nicotine gum. I recommend the gum if you wanna quit, it helps. The taste? I would rather eat a tobacco plant out of the ass of a pilgrim in front of people.
I went to the store; I'm on the cereal aisle where they have the cereal, and I see a box of Cap'n Crunch. It's just the crunch berries; there's no crunch -- it's just a box of crunch berries. And that is the problem with kids today, right there:...
Eventually, I went to Hawaii. You ever been there before? It's beautiful. The travel agent told us, 'Stay off the beach a ways and save some cash.' Give you an idea of how far off the beach we were -- we were in Jersey. You know what? They're a little rude in that part of Hawaii.
You mean you're not the guy from Creed's third cousin, second removed, if he had Down Syndrome, lived in a burlap sack and was beaten with an oar every five minutes? Well, you could have fooled me, man.