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One Thanksgiving weekend, I had a lost weekend at a friend's place with 'Grand Theft Auto.'
My uncle's house burned down when I was 6 years old. We got out safely. But ever since, I've had a nightmare of dying in a fire.
I was 12 years old when I first realized that food could be hot. That's why I turned out the way I am.
Of these years nought remains in memory but the sad feeling that we have advanced and only grown older.
What I need is for comics to not cheapen out and just do what they think a bunch of bloodthirsty 15 year old fans want.
I was the only outsider to visit the Abbottabad compound where bin Laden lived before the Pakistani military demolished it.
The American Negro never can be blamed for his racial animosities - he is only reacting to 400 years of the conscious racism of the American whites.
30 years and 55 pictures - not more than five that were any good, or any good for me.
I don't have a house, and I don't have a lot of time for socializing, so every year I have a party for all of my friends.
