I love class. Someone just tells me things and I have to remember it.

I'm going to teach my kid how to play chess. I'm going to crush him. I'm going to crush him. I'm going to crush the hell out of him.

You keep saying, 'What's wrong with me?' instead of, 'Thank you, Charles.'

I'm actually a fairly inoffensive person.

I'm like almost always right that's why my ego is big