Stan Lee is mad. Because no one cares about Stan Lee!
"This burns me up!," rants Smilin' Stan. "No one ever asks me, 'tell me about yourself.' All they want to know about is my characters!"
It's tongue-in-cheek, of course. But the part there that isn't answers Stan's own question. "Your" characters, you glory-hogging gasbag?
You mean the characters created by Kirby and Ditko that you shamelessly took full credit for? The ones you lied about creating in a series of autobiographies, at lecture after lecture, in a billion appearances and interviews you've give over the past 50 years? And if some fanboy is paying $50 at a Wizard World Con to have you scribble your name on his copy of Amazing Spider-man #100, he has to ask about your wife and kids first? Haha, what a great joke! Every time Stan opens his mouth I want to pee on his shoes. Excelsior!
Fans, according to Stan here, only ask about the books. "Hey Stan, in the X-men #52, howcum you wrote this...." he brays, citing a typical question.
Guess what, Stan? You didn't write X-men #52. Arnold Drake did! You just can't help yourself, can you?
Here's his full rant, if you can stand to listen to him: