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When You Have A Child, As Anyone Knows Who Has Them, That's Basically All You Want To Talk About.

The Weight Comes Off, You Know? If You Stop With The Bread And The Pie, It Really Does. It Really Works.

You Must Be Really Bad, Because It Is A Puzzle. Creating Anything Is Hard. It’s A Cliché Thing To Say, But Every Time You Start A Job, You Just Don’t Know Anything. I Mean, I Can Break Something Down, But Ultimately I Don’t Know Anything When I Start Work On A New Movie. You Start Stabbing Out, And You Make A Mistake, And It’s Not Right, And Then You Try Again And Again. The Key Is You Have To Commit. And That’s Hard Because You Have To Find What It Is You Are Committing To.

A Lot Of People Describe Me As Chubby, Which Seems So Easy, So First-choice. Or Stocky. Fair-skinned. Tow-headed. There Are So Many Other Choices. How About Dense? I Mean, I'm A Thick Kind Of Guy. But I'm Never Described In Attractive Ways. I'm Waiting For Somebody To Say I'm At Least Cute. But Nobody Has.

My Mum Is Incredibly Intelligent.