Fang and I are always fighting. When we get up in the morning, we don't kiss; we touch gloves.

Fang can't stand to see trash & garbage lying around the house. He can't stand the competition.

Fang took the entire family out for coffee and donuts the other night. The kids enjoyed it. It was the first time they'd ever given blood.

For Fang, getting out of bed in the morning is a career move.

I'll never forget my first fur. It was a modest little stole. Modest? People thought I was wearing anchovies.