My whole life, I always wanted to be able to do a flip. Wouldn't that be great? I was always growing up, going, "Man, I’ve got to get a flip going. Everybody will love me if I could just do a flip." Everybody would be like, "Woah, did you see the Sandman? He popped out a flip." I just wanted to be in a fucking Marshalls or something, buying some cheap clothes and going, "Hey, watch this." Pop a flip and have the fucking lady at the cash register go, "Did you fucking see that kid with the flip?" I'd be like. "Hey, I do it all the time." But I never got that one down, man. I wish I did. Always I was like... I didn't know how to fucking practice. That was the problem. I didn’t know how to do my first try. I would always get to right about here, and then go, "Ah, I don't know. I'm gonna get hurt." And when I got older, I wanted to learn how to speak fluent Italian too. And I did that. I mastered that. So, I'm in Italy, and I meet the Pope himself, and in fluent Italian, I say to him, "Hey, I love what you've done for the Church. I love what you, you're doing for the world. America says, 'Hello.' Um... Am I getting into Heaven?" And in Italian, he says, "Can you do a flip?" And I was like, "Madonne!" Shit.