Okay ... I love ...
Dave Chapelle. His Prince and Rick James skits on his show are classic.
Chris Rock. I love his rants. He has so many quotes I love but my favourite is , "Who the fuck is you?"

Howard Stern. He's the only reason I wake up every morning.
Richard Pryor. Nuff Said.
Johnny Depp. *drools*puts knickers back on after they dropped to the floor*
Angelina Jolie. I have this fantasy of marrying her and helping her raise all her adopted children of the united colours of benetton world. And I'm ENRAGED that there are people out there who want to DEPRIVE me of that happiness.
Orlando Bloom. But ONLY as Legolas. Blonde hair and pointy ears.
Tom Cruise. But ONLY as the Vampire Lestat. Anywhere else and he's just a short guy with a big nose.
Every male athlete in the Olympics swimming competition.
Football players. ASS. Nuff said.

Jerry Springer guests. Especially when they fight and boob pops out. Makes me so glad to be me.
Chris Cornell. Soundgarden. Voice, tatts, lyrics.
Scott Weiland. STP! Voice, lyrics, too damn skinny though.
Trent Reznor. NIN. Waiting with bated breath for the new album. He made me proud to be dark and perverted.
Janis Joplin. Her voice. Summertime is my song. I will maim, torture, and defecate on anyone who tries to remake it and fails miserably.
Jimmy Hendrix. From him, one can see it's possible to make love to music.
Anyone who sings the blues. Anyone who buys me chocolate. Anyone who baby talks to puppies. Splashes in puddles, laughs too loud, howls at the moon, wears leather armbands. Starts doing the pee-pee dance in the middle of a conversation. They're my kind of people.
Oh yeah, family and friends too, blah-blah-blah. And the neighbors ... as long as they don't start cooking shrimp outside.