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...
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?
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?
That's just what we need because humans haven't made up enough reasons to hate one another. Along with race, nationality, gender, sexual preference, religious or cultural differences -- now, if you're born in June, you're a prick.
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.
I start to think that maybe there's something wrong with me. So, I went to go see a psychic, as opposed to a therapist. Therapists seem like a lot of commitment, go back week after week. Basically, I wanted magic, so I went to go see a psychic. I...