Yup. Someone took a shot of me whilst I was undressed last night. I could see the flash on the golf course. Probably some chick mag paparazzi; they won't leave me alone. Just leaving the garage I run over six or seven every day. All the screaming, "Just one more picture!" "Tell 'em you love 'em!" "Why doncha move and give the neighborhood some peace and quiet?" "Just one more!" "Kissy kissy! Oh wow!"

It's awful to be an international sex symbol.