Once I Was Abducted by Extraterrestrials...

Usually, I can remember what inspired something that I did or that I really loved. For this one, I can only remember what I wanted to say.

I was a sick puppy. I'd drive around Detroit, thinking, "My imagination is so wild and complex that if I were to somehow exchange thoughts with an advanced being, his fucking head would explode."

When it came time to put together a new ad, I just said what I wanted to say.