What I saw wasn't a ghost. It was simply--myself. I can never forget how terrified I was that night, and whenever I remember it, this thought always springs to mind: that the most frightening thing in the world is our own self. What do you think?

I passed by the brothel as though past the house of a beloved.

The difficulty about all this dying, is that you can&#39;t tell a fellow anything about it, so where does the fun come in?

I&#39;m a five-seasons griller! Did you know I added a new season? Living in Cali, I&#39;m cooking in the yard all the time. I don&#39;t care what the weather is like. My hair is impervious to any kind of dampness, so I don&#39;t have too much to worry about.

Written By Guy Fieri

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