Well, he wants him a wife, specifically one who wants to photograph his ass, and that presumably adds up to a little baby-making and baby-daddying, and so I feel entitled to use the word 'babies' in the title of this post.
On gettin' him a baby-mama: “I think about my wife all the time. I kind of obsess on it, and what I
want to find is a person who can speak those kinds of magic words. I
mean ‘No complaints’ is a great way to live. Also, I want a woman who
doesn’t hear ‘How are you?’ as ‘I would like you to come up with
something dramatic now that will allow me to sit in front of you and
give you more attention than I would have if you had just said No
complaints.’ When I find the person I can relate to on that level and
who is also a pinup and who also says ‘Can I please take pictures of
your ass?’ then I am going to get married to her. That I can promise
you... But when I think about my wife, I worry. I worry about what she thinks when she reads about me in US Weekly. It’s all vapor, nothing, ether. But I worry about it.”
On Jessica Simpson: "At a certain point, I got so many tension headaches just from
magazine covers. Real tension headaches, from the mention of my name
with (her) name and how people felt about that. Literal
physiological responses where I was like, Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God, oh my God. I thought to myself, Are you sure you want to do this? ... I want to say about Jessica that I don’t want to talk about her
or my experience with her as a dark cloud or something tumorous or
cancerous. That’s all perception."
Wow, that's great. Dating Jessica wasn't tumorous or cancerous, just, you know, migraine-inducing. If I were her, though, I'd count myself lucky. Who wants to get sperminated by a guy who wants women to take pictures of his ass, presumably while he dances around in a green thong and rants about vapors?
Okay, maybe Jessica Simpson does want that. There's no accounting for tastes.
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