In the neighborhood where I live, there's a fortune teller. I had never been there, so I decided that I was gonna go. It was such a scam. Lady had a crystal ball; she was predicting the most unamazing stuff: 'I see in your future a tall, dark man with big forehead.' I'm like, 'Uh, that's my reflection.'
Do you guys read your horoscopes? I don't read them because I think they're flimflam. It seems to me what they do is they write them really broad and vague just so they can get as many people as they can to sort of relate to them. What I think...
My girlfriend's reading a book at the moment. It's one of these sort of new age things. It's called, 'Women That Love Too Much,' which I think could have the title shortened to 'Sluts.'
TV will drive your ass crazy. Psychic hotlines -- how many of y'all call the hotline? If they were really psychic, wouldn't they be calling your ass at home?
This friend of mine is into all this holistic stuff, and she gave me these energy crystals. And what they are is -- they're crystals that you grind into a powder, then you blow them up your nose. It's incredible. I feel like I can talk all night. And I will.
Here's a way to break up an astrological love-fest: you just stick your head in the middle of the people and go, 'Uh, you know, Hitler was a Sagittarius.'
I happen to enjoy it when I drive past one of those psychic advisor places that have gone out of business. They should have known -- I mean, of all people. It makes the whole industry look bogus when one of them closes, doesn't it?