The satirist shoots to kill while the humorist brings his prey back alive and eventually releases him again for another chance.
I write when I'm inspired and I see to it that I'm inspired at nine o'clock...
Humor results when society says you can't scratch certain things in public...
I remember when I was 11 I told my mom 'One day I'm going to buy you a house.' And she said 'Boy don't you be making promises you can't keep.' I was like: 'No Ma it's not a promise. I'm going to buy you a house one day.'