_Marilyn_Manson

Hahahaha!

Maybe it was because I was holding my cat Lily White earlier before I went onstage, and I still had some of her cat pheromones on me. Or...it might be that I exude the scent that attracts pussy.

He says sarcastically.

You kinda walked into that one.

Hmmm.

Well, there's always - I never can really pick one. But the one that never goes away, and it's never been my favorite, is that I had a rib removed.

The other one is even more strange, just the idea that people don't - it's not so much a rumor, the idea that people will never really know or understand me from afar.

It's a one-dimensional thing. Sometimes people treat me like I'm a cartoon character, or I'm something that isn't a real person, and they don't realize that I'm actually a human being.

Maybe that's not one of the worst ones, but someone has to have some sort of emotions to be an artist in the first place.

Or at least pretend that I do, when it comes to it.

I'd say with Lily White, my cat. When I'm sad, or if I just need alone time, she'll come up to me, and she knows, and she'll usually lie on my head. Or she'll come up and meow, like she did just now - like she knows it's dinner time.

But I like to distract myself by watching movies. It takes my mind out of my own world, and puts it somewhere else. And it's helpful for me.

It's always about the nipple.

It's not the boob, itself.

I'm very specific what kind of nipples I like. Not the shape of the boob, or the size of it.

I know I'm cool.

I mean, are you asking are we cool with each other?

I mean, I don't have a problem with him. I have a problem with some of the things he's done to me in my career. But at the same time, I have to give him credit where credit is due, as being inspiration when I was starting out and giving me my break.

But we're not at odds with each other. I just don't have interest in being friends anymore.