The Roundtable of Gentlemen - Episode 228: Fratartacism
Episode Date: May 5, 2015Today on the Round Table: a blind man dies after burning himself up with a microwaved towel, an English man is arrested for sexing up a mailbox, and a dog in Queens is named heir to a sizable fortune.... Joining us today: Benji Aflalo and Henry Zebrowski!
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                                         Hell yeah, let's kick this pig, you fuckers!
                                         
                                         The Roundtable.
                                         
                                         Gentlemen!
                                         
                                         Hi!
                                         
                                         Let's broaden our minds!
                                         
                                         Lay on, gentlemen, and let them know what's what!
                                         
    
                                         Fire at will!
                                         
                                         It's time for action, gentlemen.
                                         
                                         Gentlemen of the day, what's the topic of discussion?
                                         
                                         Civility, gentlemen.
                                         
                                         Always civility.
                                         
                                         Enjoy yourself.
                                         
                                         Enjoy your life.
                                         
                                         You know, you got moon shoes on.
                                         
    
                                         You got a piece of the moon in your house.
                                         
                                         All right, everybody, close your eyes.
                                         
                                         It's time for a guided meditation with me, Holden McNeely.
                                         
                                         I isn't over yet.
                                         
                                         You are a Holdenator.
                                         
                                         So excited about June.
                                         
                                         I just tapped out.
                                         
                                         Yeah, I can't do it now.
                                         
    
                                         You can't wait for June when I talk for 30 fucking minutes.
                                         
                                         My eyes are fucking open as shit right now.
                                         
                                         Your load blows at minute 10. Your load blows at minute 10,
                                         
                                         your mind blows at minute 20,
                                         
                                         and your whole mother blows you at minute 30.
                                         
                                         So this whole thing's just a promo for your 30-minute bullshit thing?
                                         
                                         I listen to him talk for 30 minutes constantly,
                                         
                                         and you know what? It's awful.
                                         
    
                                         I'm with you on this journey.
                                         
                                         You float up outside of that bliss
                                         
                                         and into a dark dungeon room.
                                         
                                         You are in Ben's room. You are Ben.
                                         
                                         Sound asleep.
                                         
                                         You wake up for a moment.
                                         
                                         Probably like ten people
                                         
                                         depending on me to get up at two
                                         
    
                                         to offset
                                         
                                         their whole fucking bullshit.
                                         
                                         Ben was late earlier today for a last podcast
                                         
                                         I am so not concerned because this podcast
                                         
                                         is always supposed to start at 6.30
                                         
                                         we've never started earlier than 7
                                         
                                         so you guys can only eat
                                         
                                         oh that's a chicken wing
                                         
    
                                         fell on my mouth
                                         
                                         I'm sorry to interrupt your video game play
                                         
                                         I know you had a lot to do today
                                         
                                         oh nevermind
                                         
                                         I'm just gonna fuck with this
                                         
                                         welcome to the roundtable of Gentlemen,
                                         
                                         everybody. Honestly, fuck Holden McNally
                                         
                                         and fuck you all. I'm constantly here.
                                         
    
                                         All I do is work for free, so suck
                                         
                                         my dick. I'm late occasionally.
                                         
                                         Benji Aflalo, you're here in the truck
                                         
                                         lot. I just want to get the name off so I can say
                                         
                                         it right, so I said it. You said it right. Thank you.
                                         
                                         Thank you. Benji's here. Who else is around the Roundtable?
                                         
                                         I'm here, and you know, Kissel, are you
                                         
                                         going to be upset this whole time?
                                         
    
                                         I'm not upset right now. I already got my rage out
                                         
                                         against you. I'm done with it.
                                         
                                         I don't care. I'm happy you're over it. Thank you.
                                         
                                         I've been over it. I'm smiling.
                                         
                                         I feel good about it but I just
                                         
                                         want to know who sleeps until
                                         
                                         3 o'clock in the afternoon?
                                         
                                         Someone who has worked for CCR for 4 years
                                         
    
                                         without getting paid. We all do.
                                         
                                         We all work for free. And by the way you're about years without getting paid. We all do. We all work for free.
                                         
                                         And by the way, you're about to start getting paid.
                                         
                                         Yeah. So the moment that you're about to
                                         
                                         start getting paid, I'll only be a half
                                         
                                         hour late. I woke up at 10 o'clock.
                                         
                                         You can't use the argument that you don't get paid because none of us get paid.
                                         
                                         I woke up at 10 o'clock. I made coffee.
                                         
    
                                         I made eggs for myself. I did push-ups
                                         
                                         in the morning. You did not do push-ups.
                                         
                                         Yes, I did.
                                         
                                         It's really funny looking.
                                         
                                         Yeah, it's fun.
                                         
                                         It's so fast.
                                         
                                         It's fun.
                                         
                                         It's cool.
                                         
    
                                         I can do it, man.
                                         
                                         Sensible day.
                                         
                                         Henry Zebrowski.
                                         
                                         Henry, can you show us some lunges that you'll describe?
                                         
                                         Yeah, so basically what it is, it's kind of like a crab walk.
                                         
                                         He puts his hands on the floor and he goes three point Foot down And he baby crab walks back up
                                         
                                         To stand up
                                         
                                         It's like a push up
                                         
    
                                         And he crabs stand up
                                         
                                         That's not a push up
                                         
                                         I'm half drunk
                                         
                                         Those are his crab walks
                                         
                                         That was not a physical exercise whatsoever
                                         
                                         Benji you're an athletic man
                                         
                                         What do you think about that as an exercise technique
                                         
                                         That was sad man
                                         
    
                                         I'll tell you what man I used to be 300 pounds So the fact that I can even hop up and down I think of Benji, you're an athletic man. What do you think about that as an exercise technique? That was sad, man. Thank you.
                                         
                                         I'll tell you what, man. I used to be 300 pounds.
                                         
                                         Oh, really?
                                         
                                         The fact that I can even hop up and down is a fucking wake-up call to everybody.
                                         
                                         Wake up, America.
                                         
                                         Michelle Obama.
                                         
                                         Wake up.
                                         
                                         It was cute, though.
                                         
    
                                         It was adorable.
                                         
                                         It's like he's inventing his own exercises.
                                         
                                         Encourage him.
                                         
                                         It's like a koala bear exercise.
                                         
                                         I saw it in the back of a comic book.
                                         
                                         They said to do this while reading so that you can, I don't know, get rid of some of that waist fat, you fucking dumb nerd.
                                         
                                         And it said that on it, too.
                                         
                                         You're a fucking dumb nerd.
                                         
    
                                         Beat the sweat out of him.
                                         
                                         Holden, you're here.
                                         
                                         Holden Edders, ho!
                                         
                                         Ed Larson was skipped, and I'm here, and fuck Holden.
                                         
                                         Coming in June. Coming in June.
                                         
                                         Coming in June.
                                         
                                         Henry Zebrowski is here as well.
                                         
                                         Yeah, stronger than ever.
                                         
    
                                         I'm bigger and better than all of you.
                                         
                                         Well, you are bigger.
                                         
                                         Hey, hey, hey.
                                         
                                         All right, I'm Ben Kissel.
                                         
                                         As always, that is Marcus Parks with the news.
                                         
                                         Marcus, what's the first news story, dude?
                                         
                                         A drunk man was caught trying to have sex with a post office box
                                         
                                         in the middle of a shopping
                                         
    
                                         arcade. I love it.
                                         
                                         In Scotland? This is in Manchester
                                         
                                         in England. That hole is up
                                         
                                         real high. Yeah, you have to
                                         
                                         climb up there to get in that thing. Let me ask
                                         
                                         a question. How short was the dress?
                                         
                                         You think the
                                         
                                         mailbox was asking for it, the way it was dressed?
                                         
    
                                         Walking around, just standing there with a fucking hole in the side of it
                                         
                                         Begging to be raped
                                         
                                         It's called a mailbox
                                         
                                         Think about it
                                         
                                         Mailbox
                                         
                                         Put your postage in me I'll send it all around the world
                                         
                                         Is that what you say to
                                         
                                         I don't want to know
                                         
    
                                         Yeah yeah
                                         
                                         He puts stamps inside of my vagina
                                         
                                         And I pretend like I'm in Liverpool I'm not your doctor I'm just your brother But I'm going to say not I don't want to know. How much is it? Yeah, yeah. He puts stamps inside of my vagina. Oh, good.
                                         
                                         And I pretend like I'm in Liverpool.
                                         
                                         I'm not your doctor.
                                         
                                         I'm just your brother.
                                         
                                         But I'm going to say not healthy.
                                         
                                         He licks them first.
                                         
    
                                         What kind of stamps?
                                         
                                         Like Simpsons stamps or like?
                                         
                                         Usually it's stamps of national parks.
                                         
                                         Okay.
                                         
                                         Because I like to learn a little bit.
                                         
                                         I do.
                                         
                                         I would personally do history of baseball.
                                         
                                         I like Young Elvis.
                                         
    
                                         Okay.
                                         
                                         Yeah, I was going to go with Young Elvis.
                                         
                                         Ooh, that is good. That makes it saucy. Maybe the JFK collection. I like Young Elvis. Yeah, I was going to go with Young Elvis. Ooh, that is good.
                                         
                                         That makes it saucy. Maybe the JFK
                                         
                                         collection, something like that.
                                         
                                         Paul Bennett, 45, was spotted walking
                                         
                                         towards the post box with his trousers down
                                         
                                         and making, quote, sexual advances
                                         
    
                                         towards it.
                                         
                                         Oh yeah.
                                         
                                         Oh yeah.
                                         
                                         This wasn't in Spain.
                                         
                                         That's what I got.
                                         
                                         He then rubbed himself against the post office box while holding his hands in the air and shouting,
                                         
                                         Wow!
                                         
                                         Having a good time with it.
                                         
    
                                         His dick was out?
                                         
                                         Oh, yeah.
                                         
                                         His dick was out.
                                         
                                         Yeah.
                                         
                                         And after completing the act, he pulled his trousers up and started swinging on the lamppost.
                                         
                                         Let him get away with it.
                                         
                                         It's not fun.
                                         
                                         You know how cold it is there right now and he's
                                         
    
                                         completing outside? That's impressive.
                                         
                                         That's incredible. He's an old man too.
                                         
                                         Is that really a crime
                                         
                                         though? Oh yeah.
                                         
                                         It's supposed to be sex with anything in public.
                                         
                                         Coming in public I think is a crime.
                                         
                                         Usually. Unless you're trying to put a fire
                                         
                                         out or somebody got stung by a jellyfish or something like that.
                                         
    
                                         You got to come on those.
                                         
                                         It makes me feel like that thing is obviously painted.
                                         
                                         Isn't he going to get paint chips?
                                         
                                         You know, it's like.
                                         
                                         Not if it's good ass paint.
                                         
                                         Or if it's raining.
                                         
                                         Or if it's raining nice.
                                         
                                         Did he come in the mail?
                                         
    
                                         It doesn't say whether he came in the mail or not.
                                         
                                         That's a federal felony.
                                         
                                         Because that's where I feel like that's where the crime is.
                                         
                                         Did it say that he finished?
                                         
                                         Did he complete?
                                         
                                         He did.
                                         
                                         It said after completing the act.
                                         
                                         Wow.
                                         
    
                                         I think that means come, right?
                                         
                                         It has to be.
                                         
                                         That's pretty great.
                                         
                                         If you come in the box, it's a crime.
                                         
                                         But if you come on the outside, you're just patriotic.
                                         
                                         I think that's fine.
                                         
                                         I think that's just like...
                                         
                                         I love the mail!
                                         
    
                                         You can just wash it off with a hose.
                                         
                                         A hose.
                                         
                                         The problem with coming in there is if it gets on a bill.
                                         
                                         Wash it off with a hose.
                                         
                                         Don't.
                                         
                                         Where did he stick his dick exactly?
                                         
                                         Well, he stuck his dick into the hole.
                                         
                                         Wow.
                                         
    
                                         So he had to climb up or you think he was like upside down from the top?
                                         
                                         It could be way.
                                         
                                         I mean, he would have to climb up on that.
                                         
                                         Did you have a buddy helping him?
                                         
                                         Like a buddy holding him up by his fucking pants?
                                         
                                         He was solo.
                                         
                                         Yeah, fucking get it, fucker.
                                         
                                         Or a bucket. He could have came with a bucket. Yeah, a bucket holding up by his fucking pants? He was. Yeah, fucking get it, fucker. Or a bucket.
                                         
    
                                         He could have came with a bucket. Yeah, a bucket or a stepladder or something like that. Always prepared to have sex
                                         
                                         with the post office. An alarmed eyewitness
                                         
                                         called police who found him exposing himself
                                         
                                         again when they arrived.
                                         
                                         He was arrested and launched into a foul-mouthed
                                         
                                         tirade as he was led away by officers.
                                         
                                         My dick is out! My dick is out! My dick is out!
                                         
                                         That's what I imagined he was screaming.
                                         
    
                                         What if this is guerrilla marketing for UPS?
                                         
                                         They're like, you see what you get?
                                         
                                         You tried the public post office.
                                         
                                         Now you got five letters.
                                         
                                         The one you wanted and the four attached to it
                                         
                                         because of an old man's cum.
                                         
                                         These UPS boxes don't have a single dick-shaped hole in them.
                                         
                                         And that's what we do to protect you.
                                         
    
                                         I work for UPS.
                                         
                                         You see this box?
                                         
                                         No cum on it.
                                         
                                         No cum on it, huh?
                                         
                                         That's funny.
                                         
                                         It's because it's electrified. No, you could definitely cum in one of those UPS drop boxes, though box? No cum on it. No cum on it, huh? That's funny. It's because it's electrified.
                                         
                                         No, you can definitely cum in one of those UPS drop boxes, though.
                                         
                                         Give me a break.
                                         
    
                                         That's a whole shelf for cum.
                                         
                                         Yeah, you can cum in anything, really.
                                         
                                         What can brown do for you?
                                         
                                         That's your slogan.
                                         
                                         Yeah.
                                         
                                         That's fucking gross.
                                         
                                         If you think about it in that way.
                                         
                                         I thought it was all our workers are brown.
                                         
    
                                         Oh.
                                         
                                         They wear brown outfits.
                                         
                                         Oh, okay.
                                         
                                         I thought it was about them all being black people
                                         
                                         Oh wow
                                         
                                         Or Spanish
                                         
                                         No I got a Chinese
                                         
                                         You have a Chinese?
                                         
    
                                         Did you?
                                         
                                         Yeah
                                         
                                         That's brown enough
                                         
                                         He always comes into our shop
                                         
                                         And he goes
                                         
                                         Hey ladies
                                         
                                         You have a good day?
                                         
                                         And he goes right into our bathroom
                                         
    
                                         Blows it up
                                         
                                         And then leaves
                                         
                                         Oh I love that guy
                                         
                                         Every day
                                         
                                         He's having a great time
                                         
                                         He dyed his hair bright red
                                         
                                         He did? Oh yeah He's an older great time. He dyed his hair bright red. He did?
                                         
                                         Oh, yeah.
                                         
    
                                         He's an older fellow.
                                         
                                         How does he look?
                                         
                                         Not so good.
                                         
                                         Oh, that's too bad.
                                         
                                         He was shocked that we noticed, though.
                                         
                                         Isn't that something?
                                         
                                         That's nice.
                                         
                                         You made his day.
                                         
    
                                         I guess if you really want to know the scoop on public bathrooms, ask your local UPS guy.
                                         
                                         Where they go.
                                         
                                         He's going to know the best bathrooms.
                                         
                                         Because you guys have a solid bathroom.
                                         
                                         He always goes in our bathroom.
                                         
                                         Yeah, you guys are you can change the UPS
                                         
                                         to United Piss and Shit.
                                         
                                         Yeah, never trust them
                                         
    
                                         when they're like
                                         
                                         warming up to you
                                         
                                         because it's just
                                         
                                         a matter of time.
                                         
                                         They're like,
                                         
                                         I need to shit here
                                         
                                         once a week.
                                         
                                         Now that I'm in with you,
                                         
    
                                         now that I know you,
                                         
                                         I can come and do this.
                                         
                                         I don't know,
                                         
                                         forget all my packages,
                                         
                                         I don't care.
                                         
                                         Remember that three day
                                         
                                         to five day thing
                                         
                                         I got done in a day?
                                         
    
                                         I shit here now.
                                         
                                         On the live stream, we've got listener Zach Hines.
                                         
                                         He said, I used to work at UPS, and there was a sticky box covered in some white stuff,
                                         
                                         and I still shipped it out.
                                         
                                         Lol.
                                         
                                         That is a lol.
                                         
                                         You've got to ship it out.
                                         
                                         I have no problem with it.
                                         
    
                                         You know, what's inside the package, that's what matters the most.
                                         
                                         And if you have to go through some cum to get it.
                                         
                                         It was just more cum.
                                         
                                         Yeah.
                                         
                                         You can't put it through the mail, that's what matters the most. And if you have to go through some cum to get it. It was just poor cum. Yeah, it's, well, you think, yeah.
                                         
                                         You can't put it through the mail.
                                         
                                         Unless it had divorce papers in it.
                                         
                                         Yeah, you can mail semen.
                                         
    
                                         It needs dry ice.
                                         
                                         Otherwise, there's really no point.
                                         
                                         Maybe it was just Greek yogurt.
                                         
                                         It's kind of like, you know, when they put the wax on a letter to stamp it, like in the old days.
                                         
                                         You know, stamp it with some cum.
                                         
                                         With some cum.
                                         
                                         Yeah.
                                         
                                         That's official.
                                         
    
                                         You can track that right back to Ed Larson. That was me. That's official. You can track that
                                         
                                         right back to Ed Larson.
                                         
                                         That was me.
                                         
                                         That's better than
                                         
                                         a signature, my friend.
                                         
                                         You gotta cut back on wax.
                                         
                                         I feel like we just
                                         
                                         have to start
                                         
    
                                         cumming envelopes shut.
                                         
                                         Don't you have a thing
                                         
                                         where your sperms
                                         
                                         are too big?
                                         
                                         No.
                                         
                                         My sperm?
                                         
                                         Yeah, with the actual
                                         
                                         thing.
                                         
    
                                         Yeah, my sperm,
                                         
                                         they're three pounds each.
                                         
                                         Yeah, they all have
                                         
                                         a set of boxing gloves.
                                         
                                         His sperm carries
                                         
                                         briefcase and shit.
                                         
                                         Yeah.
                                         
                                         They meow when they come out.
                                         
    
                                         Well, they're lunchboxes.
                                         
                                         This is objectophilia, right?
                                         
                                         I think that's what it's called.
                                         
                                         Is that a thing?
                                         
                                         You can come on anything.
                                         
                                         Give me a break.
                                         
                                         You can, but this guy obviously loves, he loves, I don't know what it is about it, but
                                         
                                         I guess he loves the illusion.
                                         
    
                                         Well, to give a little bit more of the story, Katie Beattie, the prosecuting attorney,
                                         
                                         said the complainant heard shouting and swearing
                                         
                                         outside her window and saw the drunken defendant
                                         
                                         arguing with a woman.
                                         
                                         The woman left and Bennett lay down on a bench
                                         
                                         and started to shout before sitting up
                                         
                                         and exposing himself.
                                         
                                         And that is when he started walking towards the post box
                                         
    
                                         and making sexual advances.
                                         
                                         First thing you saw, it could have been a fucking anything.
                                         
                                         It could have been a stop sign.
                                         
                                         This was technically a sarcastic protest.
                                         
                                         This is not a sexual deviant thing.
                                         
                                         This is about him going like,
                                         
                                         Oh, you don't want to fuck me?
                                         
                                         I'll fuck this mailbox.
                                         
    
                                         I'll fuck the mailbox.
                                         
                                         I'd rather fuck the mailbox
                                         
                                         than rape a woman.
                                         
                                         Thank you for saying what's important.
                                         
                                         She was probably like, women aren't objects, you're an objectophile.
                                         
                                         And then he's like, you're right, I'm going to go fuck that mailbox.
                                         
                                         Mailbox can't say fucking no.
                                         
                                         So yeah, so he wasn't sober.
                                         
    
                                         No.
                                         
                                         Okay, cool, great.
                                         
                                         No, no, no, no.
                                         
                                         He lives in England.
                                         
                                         The court was told the woman, Witness Bennett, rubbing up against the post box with his trousers for quite a long time.
                                         
                                         The defending attorney
                                         
                                         said the lady watched for
                                         
                                         some time and was ashamed,
                                         
    
                                         disgusted, and upset, and my
                                         
                                         client accepts that.
                                         
                                         It's a little bit wet, though.
                                         
                                         Just like a modicum of wet.
                                         
                                         Please, don't be so rude.
                                         
                                         We all use that.
                                         
                                         His criminal record's mostly like post office
                                         
                                         PO boxes.
                                         
    
                                         Started off with slots and then I moved on.
                                         
                                         He was handed
                                         
                                         a 12 month community order with an
                                         
                                         alcohol treatment and supervision requirement.
                                         
                                         He was also ordered to pay
                                         
                                         50 pounds compensation
                                         
                                         to the victim, 150 pounds
                                         
                                         in court costs and a 60 pound
                                         
    
                                         victim surcharge, and
                                         
                                         had to sign the sex offender's registry.
                                         
                                         Oh, I don't agree with that last one.
                                         
                                         I don't think you should sign the registry.
                                         
                                         He's not a sex offender. Also, it's like, I wish I
                                         
                                         got paid every time I saw a dick
                                         
                                         out where it shouldn't be. I will say, though,
                                         
                                         rarely is it gonna
                                         
    
                                         be a better... Like, this is the...
                                         
                                         It's the best thing that could have happened to him if he does have to register
                                         
                                         as a sex offender. be like, what happened?
                                         
                                         Did you fuck a kid? Why are you moving to my neighbor?
                                         
                                         He'd be like, I banged a mailbox.
                                         
                                         He'd be like, oh, that's hilarious.
                                         
                                         Yeah, that's great.
                                         
                                         Give this guy a drink.
                                         
    
                                         Or just starts locking up their mailboxes when he moves to town.
                                         
                                         You know, whatever.
                                         
                                         Your mailbox is sexy as fuck. I'm your neighbor.
                                         
                                         If I come in it, I'll put the thing up.
                                         
                                         I'm sorry.
                                         
                                         Just clear it up afterwards, please. The court told me I gotta pay as fuck. I'm your neighbor. If I come in it, I'll put the thing up. I'm sorry. That'd be nice to know. Just clean it up afterwards, please.
                                         
                                         Let's just know, like, the court told me how to pay this much.
                                         
                                         Here's your 60 pounds.
                                         
    
                                         I'm just going to do it just in case I fucking get a little randy in the nighttime.
                                         
                                         Well, our UPS guy said that the box was for Vistaprint, which is for business cards.
                                         
                                         There you go.
                                         
                                         Very good.
                                         
                                         Not cum.
                                         
                                         All right.
                                         
                                         Well, yeah, of course.
                                         
                                         Yeah, it's not for cum.
                                         
    
                                         No one really orders a cum. Yeah, what is for cum? Nothing's for cum. Wait, do they, yeah, of course. Yeah, it's not for cum. No one really orders a cum.
                                         
                                         Yeah, what is for cum?
                                         
                                         Nothing's for cum.
                                         
                                         Wait, do they have that
                                         
                                         for all fucking uterus?
                                         
                                         No, of course they ship cum.
                                         
                                         We've covered this many times before.
                                         
                                         Animal cum.
                                         
    
                                         I think if you want to get
                                         
                                         some drugs over,
                                         
                                         get a gallon,
                                         
                                         get all your boys over,
                                         
                                         fill up a gallon jar full of cum,
                                         
                                         shove the cocaine in that.
                                         
                                         In a Ziploc bag.
                                         
                                         Would they confiscate, you know, oh, it's got to be three ounces or less. Ziploc bag Would they confiscate
                                         
    
                                         You know
                                         
                                         Oh it's gotta be
                                         
                                         Three ounces or less
                                         
                                         Alright
                                         
                                         How do they confiscate
                                         
                                         I think bodily fluids
                                         
                                         You probably need
                                         
                                         Like a doctor's note
                                         
    
                                         Or something
                                         
                                         I can't imagine
                                         
                                         You can't just have
                                         
                                         A mayonnaise jar
                                         
                                         Full of cum
                                         
                                         And put it through the mail
                                         
                                         Like I don't know
                                         
                                         I mean
                                         
    
                                         I feel like it'd get through
                                         
                                         I think it gets through
                                         
                                         They ain't looking at it
                                         
                                         That's for sure
                                         
                                         I'm gonna start
                                         
                                         Saving up my bile
                                         
                                         You know what you do
                                         
                                         I feel like bile
                                         
    
                                         Is worth a lot of money
                                         
                                         On the lid
                                         
                                         You write cum C-U-M Just like on the. You know what you do? You feel like bile is worth a lot of money, right? On the lid, you write cum.
                                         
                                         C-U-M.
                                         
                                         I didn't laugh about it.
                                         
                                         You put it through and they search.
                                         
                                         They look at it and you're like, I'm not opening it.
                                         
                                         It would take quite a few people to fill a gallon for the total amount of lifetime ejaculate for a man.
                                         
    
                                         With a milking machine?
                                         
                                         It's just regular masturbation.
                                         
                                         The total amount of lifetime ejaculate is only 14 gallons.
                                         
                                         Wow.
                                         
                                         That's it?
                                         
                                         That's our entire life.
                                         
                                         Actually, that is quite a lot.
                                         
                                         That's quite a lot, though.
                                         
    
                                         That's a lot, yeah.
                                         
                                         Especially, I don't know.
                                         
                                         Well, what do you blow in an average load?
                                         
                                         Do you blow like 12 ounces or so?
                                         
                                         I mean, I feel like I'm shooting like... No, not 12 ounces.
                                         
                                         I think I'm like a beer a month probably.
                                         
                                         A full beer is worth a cup.
                                         
                                         No way.
                                         
    
                                         A month?
                                         
                                         No, is that too much all there?
                                         
                                         Yeah, like a small...
                                         
                                         Like a pony beer?
                                         
                                         It's deceptive.
                                         
                                         Yeah, there's a lot of cum in there.
                                         
                                         Really?
                                         
                                         I was going to say 16 ounces.
                                         
    
                                         Sometimes, you know, it's goopy.
                                         
                                         Sometimes it's big, but that's if you haven't done it for a minute.
                                         
                                         And then, yeah, but then all those times you're missing out on it.
                                         
                                         There are tiny little ones.
                                         
                                         Yeah, yeah.
                                         
                                         Well, I got 14 gallons of cum here, a lot of tiny little ones.
                                         
                                         So this took me a lot of time.
                                         
                                         So the average amount of cum per ejaculation is...
                                         
    
                                         I'm going to say, can I say three ounces?
                                         
                                         Tablespoon.
                                         
                                         Much less two teaspoons.
                                         
                                         Two teaspoons. Wow. Yeah less two teaspoons. Two teaspoons.
                                         
                                         Wow.
                                         
                                         Yeah, two teaspoons, which is about.2 ounces.
                                         
                                         Wow.
                                         
                                         Wow.
                                         
    
                                         Wow.
                                         
                                         It does kind of splatter, so it might be deceptive.
                                         
                                         You're like, oh, look at the range on that.
                                         
                                         But it's like, eh, it's kind of sprinkled.
                                         
                                         Yeah.
                                         
                                         Spread out.
                                         
                                         It's thin.
                                         
                                         I think two teaspoons is kind of a lot.
                                         
    
                                         That's kind of a lot.
                                         
                                         Yours is thick.
                                         
                                         I get the thick sometimes. Elmer's glue. Sometimes it's thick. I think that means you're dehydrated lot. That's kind of a lot. Yours is thick. I get the thick sometimes.
                                         
                                         Elmer's glue.
                                         
                                         Sometimes it's thick.
                                         
                                         I think that means you're dehydrated.
                                         
                                         Is that dehydrated?
                                         
                                         Maybe.
                                         
    
                                         Or backed up.
                                         
                                         I'm like, oh, it's thick because I'm backed up.
                                         
                                         I don't know.
                                         
                                         It's real thin.
                                         
                                         Mine's always clear.
                                         
                                         Mine's always mixed in with my dumpers.
                                         
                                         Clear.
                                         
                                         Yeah, clear and thin.
                                         
    
                                         I mean, you're smart.
                                         
                                         Lucky in finance.
                                         
                                         That would be the best thing
                                         
                                         For a girl to say
                                         
                                         After you cum on her
                                         
                                         Be like oh that's good stuff
                                         
                                         That means you're smart
                                         
                                         Instead of like
                                         
    
                                         Reading your palm
                                         
                                         You got this cum all over me
                                         
                                         You have to be smart
                                         
                                         I started off reading tarot cards
                                         
                                         Now I'm reading
                                         
                                         Cum on my stomach
                                         
                                         Let's take a look at that
                                         
                                         Oh look
                                         
    
                                         It's like a shape of an anchor
                                         
                                         You'll be traveling soon
                                         
                                         Oh it's not bad
                                         
                                         You're grounded in reality
                                         
                                         It's actually like
                                         
                                         A really good idea
                                         
                                         For a massage parlor.
                                         
                                         Come readers.
                                         
    
                                         You get a handy
                                         
                                         and then you get
                                         
                                         your fortune told.
                                         
                                         It would be busier.
                                         
                                         Yeah, it would be big.
                                         
                                         I think so.
                                         
                                         People want their fortune told
                                         
                                         and people want to
                                         
    
                                         fucking drop loads.
                                         
                                         I don't give a fuck
                                         
                                         about my fortune,
                                         
                                         but if you're going
                                         
                                         to jerk me off,
                                         
                                         let's talk about things.
                                         
                                         Oh, by the way,
                                         
                                         happy Martin Luther King Day.
                                         
    
                                         Let's talk about the future.
                                         
                                         Happy Martin Luther King Day,
                                         
                                         everybody.
                                         
                                         Speaking of teasing.
                                         
                                         Go get jerked off
                                         
                                         on Martin Luther King Day. You deserve it. He was black, right? Yeah, Day, everybody. Speaking of teasing to come. Go get jerked off on Martin Luther King Day.
                                         
                                         You deserve it.
                                         
                                         He was black, right?
                                         
    
                                         Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
                                         
                                         Mostly.
                                         
                                         That's so weird.
                                         
                                         I thought he was just Spanish and he was out in the sun for too long.
                                         
                                         No, no, no, no.
                                         
                                         He was like 60% black.
                                         
                                         But his mom's name's Selma?
                                         
                                         Yeah, his mom was Selma.
                                         
    
                                         But didn't he rape a bunch of white women?
                                         
                                         No, no, no.
                                         
                                         You're not supposed to?
                                         
                                         Correct me if I'm wrong, he got shot
                                         
                                         because he fucked a mailbox and came in it, right?
                                         
                                         Or he didn't come and the mailbox
                                         
                                         was pissed off.
                                         
                                         He was like, bitch, I can't
                                         
    
                                         fuck no mailbox. Fucking dick's too
                                         
                                         big. I need to fuck myself a chimney.
                                         
                                         Alright, so that's the portion where we
                                         
                                         talk about Martin Luther King all the time.
                                         
                                         If Kevin was here, we wouldn't have
                                         
                                         done it. No, we definitely
                                         
                                         would have fucking done it. You think so?
                                         
                                         Yeah, of course. If you wouldn't have said
                                         
    
                                         that when Kevin was here, then you're a racist, Ed.
                                         
                                         Is that true? Yeah, of course.
                                         
                                         Is that how it goes? Or is that how it's like polite?
                                         
                                         If I was a drag queen, I would have went
                                         
                                         as Martin Luther Queen.
                                         
                                         I would have danced around to old fucking 60s.
                                         
                                         I would cancel this week.
                                         
                                         And white face.
                                         
    
                                         Yeah.
                                         
                                         I'm Martin Luther Queen in white face.
                                         
                                         Total white face.
                                         
                                         I think that'd be sweet.
                                         
                                         Just even whiter than you usually are in Luther Queen.
                                         
                                         Dress like Avril Lavigne kind of because you got to have the tie and the coat.
                                         
                                         Yeah, exactly.
                                         
                                         Love Avril.
                                         
    
                                         My question is, how come there isn't a date for Malcolm X?
                                         
                                         My people died.
                                         
                                         Malcolm X does not like you.
                                         
                                         Who are your people?
                                         
                                         My people, you know.
                                         
                                         People in glasses?
                                         
                                         Indo something or Indo.
                                         
                                         Indo Chinese?
                                         
    
                                         No, probably not.
                                         
                                         Go with people with glasses.
                                         
                                         Scotch-Irish.
                                         
                                         A little bit of German sprinkled in for a good fucking S&M.
                                         
                                         Is the Asian Martin Luther King General Sao?
                                         
                                         I'm not sure how to feel.
                                         
                                         Alright, Marcus.
                                         
                                         So this guy fucked a mailbox. People just
                                         
    
                                         said stupid shit about Martin Luther King.
                                         
                                         Stop that conversation.
                                         
                                         Blind Pennsylvania
                                         
                                         man has died after accidentally
                                         
                                         setting his clothes on fire while trying to
                                         
                                         warm a towel in a microwave oven.
                                         
                                         Damn shame.
                                         
                                         It happens every week.
                                         
    
                                         People don't talk about it enough.
                                         
                                         He was one of those guys who became blind because he was too stupid to see.
                                         
                                         Yeah.
                                         
                                         Maybe he's not blind.
                                         
                                         He just opened his eyes.
                                         
                                         Would it be okay to call it the towel cost?
                                         
                                         Sir, you just tipped it.
                                         
                                         Thank you.
                                         
    
                                         You can still hear it smell, right?
                                         
                                         He's a fucking idiot.
                                         
                                         68-year-old...
                                         
                                         Sal's towel cost.
                                         
                                         Yeah.
                                         
                                         68-year-old James Schaefer told investigators
                                         
                                         he was warming the towel to put it on his sore leg Tuesday,
                                         
                                         but investigators say using...
                                         
    
                                         Because I thought my leg was my steak dinner
                                         
                                         and I cut it up with a fork and knife.
                                         
                                         Yeah, that'll hurt.
                                         
                                         I was trying to get my bath poof out of the oven
                                         
                                         and I hurt my leg.
                                         
                                         But investigators say using a microwave
                                         
                                         to warm a dry towel will
                                         
                                         cause it to burn within 15 seconds.
                                         
    
                                         Schaefer didn't realize the towel
                                         
                                         was burning when he reached inside
                                         
                                         to get it and he set his clothes on
                                         
                                         fire. 80% of his
                                         
                                         body was burned. He remained
                                         
                                         calm and even apologized to emergency
                                         
                                         responders as he was taken to the Pittsburgh
                                         
                                         Hospital. It was also noticed that
                                         
    
                                         he was wearing his pants as a
                                         
                                         shirt.
                                         
                                         And let it be known that he
                                         
                                         nicknamed that towel Anne Hankey.
                                         
                                         What?
                                         
                                         That I don't understand.
                                         
                                         Oh, yeah.
                                         
                                         Yeah, of course. Yeah, General
                                         
    
                                         Sows is the Asian Martin Luther King.
                                         
                                         He died early Wednesday from inhaling hot air and fumes.
                                         
                                         All right.
                                         
                                         Very good.
                                         
                                         What?
                                         
                                         Hot air and fumes.
                                         
                                         That's how he died?
                                         
                                         It was from the towel?
                                         
    
                                         Mm-hmm.
                                         
                                         Do you think the paramedic, like, worded the words, like, let's stop and get food first?
                                         
                                         This guy deserves
                                         
                                         to die.
                                         
                                         It's not gonna make it.
                                         
                                         We haven't had a break in 24
                                         
                                         hours. It's a good idea though, this
                                         
                                         guy. I can see where he came up with the idea.
                                         
    
                                         He wants to heat up the old leg there.
                                         
                                         This isn't a bad place to do it. I mean, it's not
                                         
                                         the worst idea, I
                                         
                                         guess. I've heard worse.
                                         
                                         I mean, I've used up a towel before.
                                         
                                         I put it on my face when I'm congested.
                                         
                                         But yeah, but you wet it first.
                                         
                                         Oh, you gotta wet it.
                                         
    
                                         And being blind doesn't make you not know that.
                                         
                                         Being fucking stupid does.
                                         
                                         Yeah, why isn't he looking up on the fucking internet?
                                         
                                         Oh, because he can't see.
                                         
                                         Oh, I can't fucking see.
                                         
                                         Now he's burned to death.
                                         
                                         Yeah.
                                         
                                         I mean, it's tough for a blind guy.
                                         
    
                                         How does a blind guy know what he's setting the temperature to?
                                         
                                         Or the seconds and minutes to?
                                         
                                         He shouldn't have a microwave.
                                         
                                         He keeps licking his fingers and touching the plate to see if it's hot enough.
                                         
                                         And it's like, oh, that's about burning level.
                                         
                                         Oh, I see.
                                         
                                         Right, right, right.
                                         
                                         He reached in without being able to smell, I guess, the burning towel.
                                         
    
                                         And then when he reached in, that's when he set the rest of his clothes on fire.
                                         
                                         And he died, which a lot of people don't actually die from burning to death.
                                         
                                         They die from smoke inhalation or inhaling the flames.
                                         
                                         For example, when people are burned at the stake, they don't actually die from being burned.
                                         
                                         Thank God.
                                         
                                         They die because they inhale flames,
                                         
                                         burns their lungs up, they die.
                                         
                                         That's too bad.
                                         
    
                                         You got to put a wet cloth over their mouth to make them last longer.
                                         
                                         That's the whole thing.
                                         
                                         That'll keep it going.
                                         
                                         Actually, they did figure out
                                         
                                         that they were dying too quickly,
                                         
                                         so what they started doing was slow roasting them.
                                         
                                         Ooh, good idea.
                                         
                                         I'm really hungry.
                                         
    
                                         Tape their eyes shut.
                                         
                                         That's what I always said.
                                         
                                         Right before he died, he was like,
                                         
                                         I see a white light,
                                         
                                         and the doctor was like, no, you don't.
                                         
                                         Yeah, you never would.
                                         
                                         He's just like, but I think I can see.
                                         
                                         Yeah, but if you inhale flames like that, do you get to at least breathe fire a little bit?
                                         
    
                                         I think so.
                                         
                                         Yeah, you get a couple of cool fire dragon breaths.
                                         
                                         I think you could.
                                         
                                         No, it's just the smoke that kills you.
                                         
                                         It's the carbon monoxide that kills you.
                                         
                                         I think it was the turtleneck that killed him.
                                         
                                         Yeah, I think it was the lotterytleneck that killed him. Yeah.
                                         
                                         I think it was the lottery that happened when he fucking was born killed him.
                                         
    
                                         You know what I mean?
                                         
                                         In terms of genes and all that.
                                         
                                         Well, he's already blind, you know.
                                         
                                         Yeah.
                                         
                                         Was he born blind?
                                         
                                         I mean, I don't have his medical history.
                                         
                                         He was 18 years old, so.
                                         
                                         Yeah, I'm going to say he was born blind.
                                         
    
                                         You got to assume he lost.
                                         
                                         No, he was 60.
                                         
                                         He was 68.
                                         
                                         Would you rather.
                                         
                                         Oh, let's look at the next article. I'm sorry.
                                         
                                         He was 68 years old.
                                         
                                         Would you rather be blind or have hands
                                         
                                         where your feet should be and feet where your hands
                                         
    
                                         should be?
                                         
                                         I don't know, man.
                                         
                                         I can figure it out.
                                         
                                         I'll fucking make it happen.
                                         
                                         Fleshlight for feet?
                                         
                                         There's a foot fetish fleshlight out there
                                         
                                         that's just a foot, but it's not even for
                                         
                                         a foot fetish. It has a pussy on top of it
                                         
    
                                         where the ankle would be in. I absolutely hate that.
                                         
                                         It's more for someone who would want to cut
                                         
                                         a foot off and fuck the wound.
                                         
                                         There's no reason for it because the thing is a foot fetish
                                         
                                         you like looking at the feet and people would want to
                                         
                                         jerk off on the feet. Not the side of
                                         
                                         the cavity of the calf.
                                         
                                         No, that makes you a cannibal.
                                         
    
                                         You ever jerked off to feet? No, no,
                                         
                                         I haven't, but I know Kissel has. I've been trying
                                         
                                         to. I'm not into it. Why have you been trying?
                                         
                                         You said that on the last podcast, too.
                                         
                                         I don't know. No, he's just trying
                                         
                                         to get into it. Can't get into it.
                                         
                                         Rex Ryan likes it. He's the coach
                                         
                                         of the Buffalo Bills right now,
                                         
    
                                         so that's good. Do you guys know about
                                         
                                         WikiFeet? What's WikiFeet?
                                         
                                         It's this website where they manage to get pictures of celebrities and some comedians'
                                         
                                         feet, like pretty girl comic feet.
                                         
                                         And they're like, do they have my feet on it?
                                         
                                         No.
                                         
                                         It's like if you do like a red carpet event.
                                         
                                         They're like, crop out your feet, put it up there, and then all these people rate your
                                         
    
                                         feet from like attractiveness, sucking.
                                         
                                         See, I think it would be great if it was their red carpet picture,
                                         
                                         but their feet was also their head.
                                         
                                         I think that would be great.
                                         
                                         The whole thing with celebrities' hands,
                                         
                                         you know how some people have their thumbs look like toes?
                                         
                                         Right, right, right.
                                         
                                         And that there's a big thing about going against celebrities
                                         
    
                                         who have hands where their thumbs look like toes,
                                         
                                         i.e.
                                         
                                         Kristen Stewart.
                                         
                                         Well, if you lose a thumb, the first thing they take from you is your toe and vice versa.
                                         
                                         The toe and the thumb are the same thing.
                                         
                                         Alright, would you rather be blind or turn
                                         
                                         into a canoe one day a month? I would love
                                         
                                         to be a canoe. Oh my god, ride me
                                         
    
                                         on the river! Do I choose
                                         
                                         the day? No, it happens
                                         
                                         randomly. So it could fuck your
                                         
                                         whole shit up. You could be a canoe
                                         
                                         for two days straight. Yeah, it could be the 31st
                                         
                                         and the 1st. Yep. Or the
                                         
                                         30th and the 1st, depending on if it's a hoop.
                                         
                                         It'll be nice to do a long weekend.
                                         
    
                                         I'm sorry if anybody's blind who's listening to this podcast
                                         
                                         right now, but I'm going to say straight up, that is a fate
                                         
                                         worse than fucking death.
                                         
                                         What, being blind? I don't know!
                                         
                                         Ray Charles did fine.
                                         
                                         Yeah, he was a millionaire.
                                         
                                         Heightened senses. They're superheroes,
                                         
                                         man. I watched a great interview on
                                         
    
                                         ESPN.
                                         
                                         They get lost in the backyard.
                                         
                                         That will happen sometimes, too, and they will get lost
                                         
                                         in backyards. But I watched an ESPN
                                         
                                         interview with this chick. She was blind.
                                         
                                         She was an athlete, and she was like,
                                         
                                         I can hear your heart beating. I can hear if you have
                                         
                                         an irregular heartbeat. I can hear you fucking
                                         
    
                                         breathe. I can hear you think.
                                         
                                         That's what she said.
                                         
                                         Why was she on ESPN?
                                         
                                         Because she did something athletic.
                                         
                                         She was a runner.
                                         
                                         How much harder your life would be if you're blind?
                                         
                                         And who fucking needs that bullshit?
                                         
                                         End it, man.
                                         
    
                                         What are you looking at, though?
                                         
                                         Give up.
                                         
                                         That's in blind, my uncle.
                                         
                                         I mean, do heroin first and max out your credit cards.
                                         
                                         But then, yeah, kill yourself.
                                         
                                         I think being blind is not the word. How many times do you look at something that's just totally disgusting and you want to vomit? I would definitely do heroin if and max out your credit cards, but then, yeah, kill yourself. I think being blind is not the word.
                                         
                                         How many times do you look at something that's just totally disgusting and you want to vomit?
                                         
                                         I would definitely do heroin if I was blind.
                                         
    
                                         Sure, you can do whatever the fuck you want when you're blind.
                                         
                                         That's the great liberation.
                                         
                                         That's why, yeah, if I reach the age of 55, I'll also do heroin.
                                         
                                         Really?
                                         
                                         Yeah, yeah, yeah.
                                         
                                         Go older.
                                         
                                         Go older, Jackie.
                                         
                                         You know, 55, I expect to be dead before then.
                                         
    
                                         What?
                                         
                                         No.
                                         
                                         So 55, I give myself free release and rework on that.
                                         
                                         75.
                                         
                                         Trust me.
                                         
                                         75.
                                         
                                         Trust me, you'll make it.
                                         
                                         55 is the new 25.
                                         
    
                                         That's not true.
                                         
                                         55 is the new 35.
                                         
                                         25 is the new 15.
                                         
                                         25 is the new four years old.
                                         
                                         Yeah, man.
                                         
                                         I'm a baby.
                                         
                                         So I went to wikifeet.com.
                                         
                                         Listen to some of these usernames.
                                         
    
                                         Feet, toe, soul smell.
                                         
                                         Oh, God.
                                         
                                         I need all three.
                                         
                                         Otherwise, what are you doing?
                                         
                                         Sounds like a crystal deodorant.
                                         
                                         Nico BJ.
                                         
                                         Travis Loves Feet.
                                         
                                         Mr. Hate.
                                         
    
                                         Five.
                                         
                                         That's nice.
                                         
                                         Mr. Hate.
                                         
                                         And Five Star Feet Fan.
                                         
                                         There you go.
                                         
                                         I like Five Star Feet Fan.
                                         
                                         I think they should all be kind of like feet-centric.
                                         
                                         You know what I mean?
                                         
    
                                         It would be weird if you get on there and you're just like,
                                         
                                         name's Kangaroo Joe, 457.
                                         
                                         Yeah, I agree.
                                         
                                         Ooh, there's a guild.
                                         
                                         There's a foot guild?
                                         
                                         Oh, what is it?
                                         
                                         So they all have like top hats and shit and robes on?
                                         
                                         They've got a podiatrist on retainer.
                                         
    
                                         It's a way to let members moderate the site's comment section.
                                         
                                         So joining the guild gives you moderating power.
                                         
                                         Oh, well, this is like the last podcast page.
                                         
                                         So are there some...
                                         
                                         Oh, we got a lot of foot fetishes on there.
                                         
                                         I take umbrage.
                                         
                                         I take umbrage only because the amount of fucking...
                                         
                                         I like Harvard.
                                         
    
                                         Right, guys?
                                         
                                         Yeah, that's right.
                                         
                                         Start calling me Harvard.
                                         
                                         I like that nickname.
                                         
                                         Yeah, Harvard Zabrowski.
                                         
                                         That will never be said. Never be said. That is so stupid. right guys yeah that's right start calling me harvard i like that harvard zabrowski that will
                                         
                                         never be said no never be so stupid how empties your fucking life if you are a martyr a moderator
                                         
                                         for a feet jerk off website you're doing good oh moderator okay now we're learning new words
                                         
    
                                         moderator yeah dude this girl's cute they call me Harvard, Harvard Zabrowski.
                                         
                                         No, they don't.
                                         
                                         Ivy League Zabrowski.
                                         
                                         No one's ever said it.
                                         
                                         No one ever will.
                                         
                                         Give us a few more words.
                                         
                                         Precussionist.
                                         
                                         Oh, guydactory.
                                         
    
                                         Which means the guy who sets up a set of drums.
                                         
                                         No, gaydactory.
                                         
                                         Gaydactory, which means very gay.
                                         
                                         Very gay.
                                         
                                         You got...
                                         
                                         For tarticism, which means to smell a fart and you
                                         
                                         go to sleep. Ah, for tarticism.
                                         
                                         Yes, I've heard of that before.
                                         
    
                                         And he's got it to an all-wrestling
                                         
                                         women's hall.
                                         
                                         I don't like this. I don't trust this
                                         
                                         site because it said
                                         
                                         that it was going to
                                         
                                         be Lorelei Lee. I know what Lorelei
                                         
                                         Lee looks like. She's a porn star.
                                         
                                         This is not Lorelei Lee. She's cute, yes. Write her, right? Write the website. That know what Lorelei Lee looks like. She's a porn star. This is not Lorelei Lee.
                                         
    
                                         She's cute, yes. Write her, right?
                                         
                                         Write the website. That's what the moderator's there for.
                                         
                                         The guild will answer your questions.
                                         
                                         Exactly. The guild is fucking up right now.
                                         
                                         You see that... One job!
                                         
                                         You see that porn star thing that came out
                                         
                                         with Them Without Makeup? Maybe it is her.
                                         
                                         No.
                                         
    
                                         I know what Lorelei Lee looks like.
                                         
                                         Without makeup though, Marcus?
                                         
                                         Not without makeup.
                                         
                                         There you go.
                                         
                                         I can imagine.
                                         
                                         Marcus can name the porn star by the hole.
                                         
                                         All right.
                                         
                                         I just name it by this sign of her.
                                         
    
                                         Like when you hear like a, I know fucking what she is by that noise.
                                         
                                         Yeah.
                                         
                                         Who you watching now, Henry?
                                         
                                         Um, I don't know.
                                         
                                         This woman named a Cree-gore.
                                         
                                         She's got no legs.
                                         
                                         I love Kregor. She's one of my personal
                                         
                                         favorites. No, it is. I think it may be, but
                                         
    
                                         it's cool because it's true. She's got talons for ears.
                                         
                                         Yeah, it's cool. I don't care, man,
                                         
                                         because the truth is out there.
                                         
                                         The truth is out there, but when you get to the truth,
                                         
                                         sometimes you can fucking jerk off to the truth.
                                         
                                         Boy, oh boy, I want to bounce on her
                                         
                                         bench.
                                         
                                         I've never seen Down Syndrome porn, and I've looked for it.
                                         
    
                                         I don't think it's legal.
                                         
                                         Marcus, if you search for it, I think it's illegal.
                                         
                                         Yeah, I'm going to say don't do it because, honestly,
                                         
                                         mentally retarded people are not allowed to legally have sex,
                                         
                                         and so I'm sure you can't legally film them having sex,
                                         
                                         and I'm sure you can't legally jack off to them having sex.
                                         
                                         I have seen pictures
                                         
                                         of, at the very least,
                                         
    
                                         naked Down Syndrome people.
                                         
                                         So what do you think about this?
                                         
                                         1995 AOL chat room gif?
                                         
                                         It was, if I remember
                                         
                                         correctly, a woman with
                                         
                                         Down Syndrome naked in a tub.
                                         
                                         Could be a butterface. She did not
                                         
                                         look like she knew what was going on.
                                         
    
                                         No, I don't think that she does
                                         
                                         It was something I saw on 4chan
                                         
                                         One of those things you just kind of skip over
                                         
                                         But it's in there
                                         
                                         It's in my head
                                         
                                         So she's doing great
                                         
                                         She's doing good right
                                         
                                         Totally
                                         
    
                                         She has down syndrome still
                                         
                                         Did she have like a rain shower head
                                         
                                         Was she living okay
                                         
                                         It was a bathtub it wasn't the worst shower
                                         
                                         that I've ever seen. This is great. It was a
                                         
                                         fine bath. Was there a bar on the side to
                                         
                                         make sure she could hold on to it while she
                                         
                                         soaped her feet? Got to.
                                         
    
                                         All right.
                                         
                                         What is happening today?
                                         
                                         No, but she was thoroughly cross-eyed.
                                         
                                         Yeah, well she had a major
                                         
                                         mental problem. That's okay.
                                         
                                         I'll put it this way.
                                         
                                         If I'm paying for a
                                         
                                         Down syndrome prostitute to come sit on
                                         
    
                                         my tub so I can piss all over.
                                         
                                         I'm just saying if I was.
                                         
                                         If I'm going to do it, if she's not
                                         
                                         cross-eyed, I'm sending her right back.
                                         
                                         And you know what that means? Is that they put
                                         
                                         two in the back of her fucking head.
                                         
                                         You know what you got to do? You just hit her in the forehead with a
                                         
                                         horseshoe and then go cross on you. And check out
                                         
    
                                         Henry's romantic comedy. A to Z.
                                         
                                         A to Z. Malcolm X!
                                         
                                         Yeah. That's Malcolm
                                         
                                         fucking X! She's cross-eyed, so if you have
                                         
                                         a problem with eye contact, it's no problem.
                                         
                                         No, I don't. Yeah, I like it to be a shadow
                                         
                                         like I'm looking at. Right, right.
                                         
                                         So, well, if we can
                                         
    
                                         isolate that footage and ruin Henry's career
                                         
                                         so he can be on this show forever, that would be great.
                                         
                                         How come there's no Gandhi Day?
                                         
                                         There's Gandhi Day.
                                         
                                         Everyone has a day.
                                         
                                         India, I bet.
                                         
                                         The U.S. government killed MLK.
                                         
                                         The U.S. government murdered Martin Luther King, and this is the fucking prize.
                                         
    
                                         James Earl Ray isn't smart enough to work for the government.
                                         
                                         Everyone dumb works for the government.
                                         
                                         Where's fucking Balky's from Perfect Strangers Day?
                                         
                                         Day, yeah.
                                         
                                         He did a lot.
                                         
                                         He died.
                                         
                                         Did he?
                                         
                                         Bronson Pinchot.
                                         
    
                                         I think he should have a whole fucking day.
                                         
                                         No.
                                         
                                         Actually, Bronson Pinchot, I think he did die.
                                         
                                         Very much alive.
                                         
                                         55 years old.
                                         
                                         Totally alive.
                                         
                                         Close to die, though.
                                         
                                         And not very much alive.
                                         
    
                                         You know who else needs a fucking day?
                                         
                                         Judge Reinhold needs a day.
                                         
                                         I don't know.
                                         
                                         I think you're giving him a day.
                                         
                                         From Beverly Hills.
                                         
                                         I feel like he's got his heyday now.
                                         
                                         I like Judge Reinhold.
                                         
                                         Everyone loves Judge Reinhold.
                                         
    
                                         Does he deserve a day?
                                         
                                         Maybe he's not right now.
                                         
                                         But guess what?
                                         
                                         I'm the slow one.
                                         
                                         And I'm not saying me or anybody connected to me,
                                         
                                         but if someone wanted to get a sniper rifle and put two in fucking Judge Reinhold's chest,
                                         
                                         you will make him more important.
                                         
                                         He will grow bigger than what he is.
                                         
    
                                         He will be a symbol to this country.
                                         
                                         Oh, no, Judge Reinhold looks bad now.
                                         
                                         Everybody, take a look at Judge Reinhold.
                                         
                                         Why did you do doing plastic surgery?
                                         
                                         Plastic surgery, why?
                                         
                                         You can't pay for your youth.
                                         
                                         You know what?
                                         
                                         He actually, it's like he got the Renee Zellweger face.
                                         
    
                                         He did.
                                         
                                         He got the Renee thing, the Jessica Simpson thing.
                                         
                                         He's got the Barry Manilow face.
                                         
                                         The Heidi Montag thing.
                                         
                                         Man, the Barry Manilow face looking not so good.
                                         
                                         Yeah, he's supposed to look dumber.
                                         
                                         I miss his dumb face.
                                         
                                         Have you seen that Chinese baby with the natural
                                         
    
                                         mask face? I was just about to talk about that.
                                         
                                         Man, say it again. I'm sorry.
                                         
                                         It's a Chinese baby that's born with a
                                         
                                         face that looks like it's wearing a fucking mask.
                                         
                                         It's awesome.
                                         
                                         Show it in the picture.
                                         
                                         Show baby mask face.
                                         
                                         I was scared. And that's also going to be my Chinese.
                                         
    
                                         They let it live?
                                         
                                         I guess.
                                         
                                         Well, yeah, you got to let it live.
                                         
                                         I mean, it just doesn't.
                                         
                                         They kill all the babies.
                                         
                                         They let this one live?
                                         
                                         No, this one is a man.
                                         
                                         He's got a cool little face.
                                         
    
                                         That's too bad.
                                         
                                         It's the bone structure of his face.
                                         
                                         We're not going to have chicken cheating.
                                         
                                         The first thing to ask me is, please, take off your mask.
                                         
                                         Please, I need a chicken.
                                         
                                         I'm sorry.
                                         
                                         I forgot to do.
                                         
                                         I guess Halloween will be cheaper.
                                         
    
                                         It's an accident after pulling a towel out of a wok.
                                         
                                         Benji Alapalo.
                                         
                                         Next news story?
                                         
                                         Yeah, let's do another one.
                                         
                                         Whatever. Kill Judge Reinhold.
                                         
                                         Don't kill Judge Reinhold.
                                         
                                         No, he's fine. He's a great guy.
                                         
                                         He's hideous. He already killed himself, for Christ's sake. I'll give $75 to the first person who kills Judge Reinhold. No, he's fine. He's a great guy. Yeah, he's hideous. He already killed himself, for Christ's sake.
                                         
    
                                         I'll give $75 to the first person who kills Judge Reinhold.
                                         
                                         You're going to get half of your money?
                                         
                                         You might have to bleep that one.
                                         
                                         Yeah, technically, you just solicitated murder.
                                         
                                         That's not right, Henry.
                                         
                                         It's satire.
                                         
                                         I'm playing a character.
                                         
                                         I'd rather put two into the girl he loves.
                                         
    
                                         $50 to kill Judge Reinhold's girlfriend. That's not right. $50 to kill Judge Reinhold's
                                         
                                         girlfriend. That's not right.
                                         
                                         Judge is beautiful. His wife, his
                                         
                                         girlfriend is beautiful and I loved him
                                         
                                         in everything he ever did that I don't remember seeing him in.
                                         
                                         I like all this dangerous territory we're
                                         
                                         walking on. It's so bad.
                                         
                                         Henry, your sweater is too
                                         
    
                                         tan orange for you to
                                         
                                         be saying that. What are you talking about?
                                         
                                         Tan orange is what your sweater is.
                                         
                                         It's umber. Ugh, you are.
                                         
                                         I disown you. Ivy League.
                                         
                                         Henry Zebrowski. Who's the man
                                         
                                         we thought he was? I don't know, man.
                                         
                                         He's got all these fancy sweaters on.
                                         
    
                                         You're about to go to fucking jail
                                         
                                         and you're not gonna last
                                         
                                         15 minutes.
                                         
                                         Jackie, I know a thing or two about making friends.
                                         
                                         And if you airdrop me into jail,
                                         
                                         I'm going to be the funniest man
                                         
                                         in the cell block.
                                         
                                         You're just going to start
                                         
    
                                         doing your little crab exercises.
                                         
                                         You're like,
                                         
                                         let's fuck this fucking guy
                                         
                                         right in his titty ass.
                                         
                                         I'd be like,
                                         
                                         guys, guys, guys, guys,
                                         
                                         let's all think about this.
                                         
                                         My ass is full of shit.
                                         
    
                                         To be hard,
                                         
                                         to be hard in prison,
                                         
                                         just tell them you fucked
                                         
                                         with the judge.
                                         
                                         Yeah, I fucked with the judge.
                                         
                                         Judge Ron Holt,
                                         
                                         he's a no touchy touchy area.
                                         
                                         Because all the different gangs agreed that no one could kill Judge Reinhold.
                                         
    
                                         I've heard that.
                                         
                                         It's so charming.
                                         
                                         Yeah, no doubt about it.
                                         
                                         I feel like this is the first podcast I've ever done where I'm not the one saying this stuff.
                                         
                                         Where they're like, we're going to have to.
                                         
                                         You're threatening death on people?
                                         
                                         Oh, yeah.
                                         
                                         This is the regular thing.
                                         
    
                                         Whatever energy they're giving you, I'm not.
                                         
                                         I support it.
                                         
                                         It's a matter of time until I say something really bad.
                                         
                                         First amendment.
                                         
                                         Well, I have about ten words that I'm not allowed to say.
                                         
                                         Contract, murder.
                                         
                                         I feel like there's another amendment that counters what you just did.
                                         
                                         A couple out.
                                         
    
                                         You cannot have a militant standing at home against your orders.
                                         
                                         What are you going to do if someone kills Judge Reinhold and they come to you for $75?
                                         
                                         $75 gets paid on the moment.
                                         
                                         They have to bring you the body, though, to swim, right?
                                         
                                         I need the head.
                                         
                                         Yeah, you're going to need the head.
                                         
                                         Well, that's great.
                                         
                                         You just put a hit on a public figure.
                                         
    
                                         That's really nice.
                                         
                                         A lot of people who really grew up with him in the 80s and really respect him.
                                         
                                         I hate to be Jewish, but getting that loan is going to be tough.
                                         
                                         That's the problem, is getting the money.
                                         
                                         Now hear me out. If you're a judge
                                         
                                         though, $75 as
                                         
                                         you die, that's a sad amount of money to get
                                         
                                         murdered for. You're definitely
                                         
    
                                         getting killed. It's absurdly low almost.
                                         
                                         What kind of job
                                         
                                         do you think you work in prison?
                                         
                                         Me? Yeah, cafeteria.
                                         
                                         Laundry. I would be
                                         
                                         either in the sewing department or I would be doing the radio station.
                                         
                                         There is no radio station.
                                         
                                         There is no fun in prison.
                                         
    
                                         There's no radio station.
                                         
                                         No, I would be the DJ.
                                         
                                         I'd be the funny DJ.
                                         
                                         So it's like, it's not good morning Vietnam, though.
                                         
                                         Right.
                                         
                                         You realize like a prison's not.
                                         
                                         It's different than a camp, like going to summer camp.
                                         
                                         I would obviously be running the talent show.
                                         
    
                                         There is no talent.
                                         
                                         I don't think they're allowed.
                                         
                                         Occasionally they have talent shows.
                                         
                                         You can do weather for the jail.
                                         
                                         Oh, yeah, just walk around.
                                         
                                         Same weather as every day.
                                         
                                         It's brick.
                                         
                                         There might be some sunlight, depending on where your window is.
                                         
    
                                         It's going to be cement and kind of wet.
                                         
                                         Hey, just so you know, that guy who throws his shit in CD, he's still throwing his shit.
                                         
                                         So don't go down there between 3 and 4 p.m.
                                         
                                         I'd be the ghost.
                                         
                                         Gonna haunt the jail?
                                         
                                         Yeah, haunt the prison.
                                         
                                         I think you'd be a good bird man
                                         
                                         where you had a parakeet and shit
                                         
    
                                         and you're like,
                                         
                                         nobody touch my parakeet
                                         
                                         because he's the only lover I've ever had.
                                         
                                         What does the bird say?
                                         
                                         I feel like if you had a bird on your shoulder
                                         
                                         and you got arrested,
                                         
                                         the officer would just rip the head off the bird.
                                         
                                         Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.
                                         
    
                                         No, you don't get to keep the bird.
                                         
                                         If you're in Obama's America.
                                         
                                         Well, it's really, it's Reagan's America, really.
                                         
                                         Yeah.
                                         
                                         We could go into that.
                                         
                                         I don't think you get to have any fun in jail,
                                         
                                         and I'm just devastated that none of your dreams can come true.
                                         
                                         They all get to have fucking fun.
                                         
    
                                         Sprinkler Day, Slip and Slide Day.
                                         
                                         All those days. Crocodile Mile Day.
                                         
                                         Yeah, everybody, they got
                                         
                                         Toe Sucking Friday where you got to
                                         
                                         suck some fun.
                                         
                                         You'd have a lot of fun.
                                         
                                         Oh my, well I'm going to get into that one.
                                         
                                         And me spinning records, man, and listening to me
                                         
    
                                         do all my funny characters and my wacky
                                         
                                         send-ups and news stories.
                                         
                                         I can't wait until you end up in
                                         
                                         tax evasion jail
                                         
                                         when you're like 40.
                                         
                                         You're going to play in a hot tub drinking champagne
                                         
                                         with a bunch of others. You and Wesley
                                         
                                         sniped his kid because Snipes taught him everything he knew.
                                         
    
                                         You and the guards have your annual
                                         
                                         badminton contest.
                                         
                                         I got to tell you, Henry, your form
                                         
                                         is improving.
                                         
                                         You got to be the dude that does the cool roundhouse kicks.
                                         
                                         That guy's the coolest guy in the block.
                                         
                                         Yeah, with all those exercises you're doing,
                                         
                                         roundhouse kicks is the next stop for you, my brother.
                                         
    
                                         Everybody's like, nobody fucks with him.
                                         
                                         He does the coolest looking roundhouse kicks.
                                         
                                         You would look like such a fucking idiot if you did a roundhouse kick.
                                         
                                         I'm born for jail.
                                         
                                         Henry Zebrowski's in jail because he offered anybody who listens $75 to kill Judge Reinhold.
                                         
                                         So just keep that in mind if you do happen to see the man and you want to make some easy cash.
                                         
                                         Next news story.
                                         
                                         A best-selling account of a six-year-old boy's journey to heaven and back has been pulled after the boy admitted he made up the whole thing.
                                         
    
                                         I love it.
                                         
                                         He made it up.
                                         
                                         Let him have it.
                                         
                                         Well, you just have to
                                         
                                         rebrand the story from real
                                         
                                         to fiction, right? Yeah, it's kind of fun.
                                         
                                         He imagined it. What's it called? Heaven is
                                         
                                         Real? The Boy Who Came Back From
                                         
    
                                         Heaven. A Remarkable Account of Miracles,
                                         
                                         Angels, and Life Beyond This World.
                                         
                                         No, this is a different kid than the kid you're
                                         
                                         talking about. He took a nap and he was like, I saw heaven. He's like, no, you're retarded.
                                         
                                         Go back to sleep. No, there's multiple
                                         
                                         kids who have this exact same story,
                                         
                                         and their parents just fucking run with it.
                                         
                                         This is like the third kid that it's happened to,
                                         
    
                                         and sure enough, they're all frauds.
                                         
                                         They made money.
                                         
                                         Who gives a fuck that they're frauds?
                                         
                                         But you know, the thing is, I don't even think he made money.
                                         
                                         The religion, the church made a bunch of money off the books,
                                         
                                         and I don't think they saw that many royalties,
                                         
                                         and that's why the kid was like, it's all bullshit.
                                         
                                         Yeah.
                                         
    
                                         Spokesman Todd Starowitz of Tyndale House,
                                         
                                         the leading Christian publisher, confirmed Friday that the kid was like, it's all bullshit. Yeah. Spokesman Todd Starowitz of Tyndale House, the leading Christian publisher, confirmed
                                         
                                         Friday that the book was being withdrawn.
                                         
                                         Earlier this week, Malarkey acknowledged in...
                                         
                                         It's such a perfect...
                                         
                                         If you're a Christian, your last name has to be Malarkey.
                                         
                                         Bob Malarkey, evangelical.
                                         
                                         Well, that makes sense.
                                         
    
                                         That's a bunch of lies.
                                         
                                         And all these kids have weird names.
                                         
                                         His name is Alex Malarkey.
                                         
                                         The kid that did Heaven is for Real that Holden was talking about.
                                         
                                         His name was Colton Burpo.
                                         
                                         Burpo.
                                         
                                         And his father was named Pilo Horseshit Burpo.
                                         
                                         I thought it was Molesto, King of the Underworld.
                                         
    
                                         Molesto.
                                         
                                         Molesto.
                                         
                                         I'm Molesto.
                                         
                                         I can't wait to molest that little boy.
                                         
                                         I got your back, bro.
                                         
                                         Thank you, Benji. Thank you. You don't wait to molest that little boy I got your back bro thank you man
                                         
                                         thank you
                                         
                                         you don't have to molest him
                                         
    
                                         he can't really defend himself
                                         
                                         you just take it
                                         
                                         also it's just too much work
                                         
                                         to molest him
                                         
                                         may as well just pull a book
                                         
                                         off the shelves
                                         
                                         that's a good point
                                         
                                         yeah I tell you man
                                         
    
                                         so far you've been an expert
                                         
                                         on foot fucking
                                         
                                         and fucking six year old boys
                                         
                                         yeah man
                                         
                                         so far yeah
                                         
                                         don't get me started
                                         
                                         about 15 year old boys
                                         
                                         cause man
                                         
    
                                         I can spin a yarn.
                                         
                                         Turn it.
                                         
                                         First of all, be a teacher, right?
                                         
                                         Yeah.
                                         
                                         The first rule.
                                         
                                         And then be a fucker.
                                         
                                         And then you fucker.
                                         
                                         Very good, Jackie.
                                         
    
                                         What?
                                         
                                         That's right.
                                         
                                         That was too far?
                                         
                                         That was good.
                                         
                                         It was perfect.
                                         
                                         I liked it.
                                         
                                         I was giggling like a little schoolboy.
                                         
                                         Yeah, it's fine.
                                         
    
                                         Literally, I mean, the felonies have been committed so far already on this podcast.
                                         
                                         You can say whatever you want at this point. I love gentricide. Henry's fine. Literally, I mean, the felonies have been committed so far already on this podcast. You can say whatever
                                         
                                         you want at this point.
                                         
                                         I love gentricide.
                                         
                                         Henry's going to jail,
                                         
                                         so I can do whatever I want.
                                         
                                         I can't go to jail, man,
                                         
                                         because they got to
                                         
    
                                         fucking kill me first.
                                         
                                         Find me in Mexico.
                                         
                                         That is not true.
                                         
                                         I'll be singing an old
                                         
                                         queer Torita song
                                         
                                         with my bandolero.
                                         
                                         So fast, it would be sad.
                                         
                                         I would love to see him
                                         
    
                                         just weep
                                         
                                         I'm guilty
                                         
                                         I'm guilty
                                         
                                         cop gets me I'll be like guess what cop
                                         
                                         I'm fucking Teflon and I'll be like damn
                                         
                                         you're cool as fuck and then I give him
                                         
                                         75 dollars cop himself
                                         
                                         goes and kills judge Reinhardt
                                         
    
                                         alright well I don't know if an officer of the law
                                         
                                         cop comes up to me and he's like
                                         
                                         oh Henry what do I gotta fucking do to suck your cock do you come in my mouth and I go oh man I don't know if an officer of the law. Gop comes up to me and he's like, oh, Henry, what do I got to fucking do to suck your cock
                                         
                                         till you cum in my mouth?
                                         
                                         And I go, oh, man, I ain't gay, but guess what?
                                         
                                         I fucking appreciate that you fucking want it, right?
                                         
                                         And I do it anyway.
                                         
                                         I'm going to let him blow me out next to a laundromat.
                                         
    
                                         It's possible.
                                         
                                         I can see where you're coming from.
                                         
                                         Then I go to Italy, man.
                                         
                                         I know.
                                         
                                         You're going to go to Italy.
                                         
                                         I'm proud of you.
                                         
                                         You'll fit right in.
                                         
                                         Here's the short, fat one with the beard.
                                         
    
                                         Which one?
                                         
                                         Italy is a perfect place for you to hide in plain sight, Henry.
                                         
                                         Mussolini.
                                         
                                         Mussolini.
                                         
                                         Well, Alex Malarkey said that he...
                                         
                                         Malarkey.
                                         
                                         What a bunch of...
                                         
                                         What a bunch of...
                                         
    
                                         We just talked about it.
                                         
                                         Can I please?
                                         
                                         Jesus Christ.
                                         
                                         Can I please?
                                         
                                         Get past the fucking name.
                                         
                                         You're so good, though.
                                         
                                         Malarkey.
                                         
                                         Now placing bids on getting this little boy killed. $60. I got bullet in his head. Malarkey.
                                         
    
                                         Now placing bids on getting this little boy killed.
                                         
                                         $60.
                                         
                                         Undercut.
                                         
                                         Wow.
                                         
                                         Unbelievable.
                                         
                                         Gotta get him hard first, though.
                                         
                                         He said, quote, I did not die.
                                         
                                         I did not go to heaven.
                                         
    
                                         When I made claims that I did, I had never read the Bible.
                                         
                                         People have profited from my lies and continue to. They should read the Bible, which is enough.
                                         
                                         Heaven to him was a Dave and Buster's that he was
                                         
                                         naked at and confused. He's like, Heaven, yeah.
                                         
                                         It's a regular dream.
                                         
                                         The
                                         
                                         facts of the boy who came back from
                                         
                                         heaven have been disputed in the Christian
                                         
    
                                         community, mostly because
                                         
                                         they completely contradict
                                         
                                         Colton
                                         
                                         Burpo's book,
                                         
                                         Heaven is for Real, which came out first.
                                         
                                         Because he says that there's a couple of slot machines,
                                         
                                         and then you got Benedict Arnold,
                                         
                                         who totally cleared all his bullshit,
                                         
    
                                         and he's there making fondue.
                                         
                                         Disputed by the Christians,
                                         
                                         and everyone else in the world is like,
                                         
                                         yeah, why do you believe that? Why would you ever believe that?
                                         
                                         It is on par with people who argue, like, the greys run the world no it's the reptilians that's the exact
                                         
                                         same thing and also no one ever read the book by little trey littleton that said hey i died and
                                         
                                         there's nothing but fucking blackness after oh i love that book it was short yeah well it's
                                         
                                         keeping a rail there ain't nothing after not. What did he describe heaven as?
                                         
    
                                         He had a different version than Burfo did, obviously.
                                         
                                         Let me look at what his version of heaven was.
                                         
                                         What his version was, he said it was just a thing that said the N written on the inside of a fucking casket.
                                         
                                         Dude, honestly, when you die, Henry, and it won't be too long because of your health problems,
                                         
                                         that will be perfect on your casket.
                                         
                                         We're going to write the words
                                         
                                         at the end. You just stare
                                         
                                         at it forever. You're like, I'm still alive!
                                         
    
                                         It's an Igmar Bergman movie.
                                         
                                         I'm definitely going to
                                         
                                         bury Ed with a bunch of bananas.
                                         
                                         He's got to have something to eat.
                                         
                                         I got the monkeys to dig me up.
                                         
                                         A monkey paw bears?
                                         
                                         Monkey paw bears
                                         
                                         carry your casket
                                         
    
                                         To the
                                         
                                         Oh man
                                         
                                         Yeah yeah yeah
                                         
                                         And then right before
                                         
                                         Like after
                                         
                                         As soon as all the dirt's on top of me
                                         
                                         Someone's gonna like
                                         
                                         Speak monkey sign language
                                         
    
                                         And be like
                                         
                                         The casket's filled with bananas
                                         
                                         No matter what
                                         
                                         They're gonna dig me up
                                         
                                         And we're gonna dance the night away
                                         
                                         No matter what
                                         
                                         At all of our funerals
                                         
                                         Until I fucking eat my lips off
                                         
    
                                         And fucking
                                         
                                         All of us
                                         
                                         At all of our funerals
                                         
                                         No matter what
                                         
                                         Because we are all
                                         
                                         We are all so big,
                                         
                                         there's going to be multiple fat jokes
                                         
                                         just said by the pallbearers, guaranteed.
                                         
    
                                         Whoever has to carry our casket
                                         
                                         is going to be livid. I'm going to be
                                         
                                         a very light load.
                                         
                                         We're going to throw you like a football into the ground.
                                         
                                         Especially after a long
                                         
                                         bout of cancer.
                                         
                                         It's going to be so great.
                                         
                                         I can't wait.
                                         
    
                                         We're taking 40-50 pounds off this skin frame. Your teeth are going to look better. They's going to be so great. I can't wait. We're taking 40-50 pounds
                                         
                                         off this skin frame.
                                         
                                         Your teeth are going to look better.
                                         
                                         Don't get cancer.
                                         
                                         Marcus is guaranteed to get it.
                                         
                                         Guaranteed. Are you? Oh, yeah.
                                         
                                         Why are you saying that? That means you're about to get
                                         
                                         guaranteed. Everyone's going to get cancer.
                                         
    
                                         Everyone in this room is going to die of cancer.
                                         
                                         Cancer. Sorry, guys. It's the aneurysm.
                                         
                                         It's just a matter of when. Cancer. It's the phones! It's the phones that are going to die of cancer. Cancer. Sorry, guys. It's the aneurysm. It's just a matter of when. Cancer.
                                         
                                         Yep.
                                         
                                         It's the phones.
                                         
                                         It's the phones that are going to do it.
                                         
                                         You're going to die before cell phones.
                                         
                                         You know what?
                                         
    
                                         We used to smoke cigarettes.
                                         
                                         No one thought they were bad for you.
                                         
                                         Everybody had mouth cancer.
                                         
                                         Everybody died from it.
                                         
                                         The phones are.
                                         
                                         We all look at the phones.
                                         
                                         We all use the phones.
                                         
                                         We're all dying because of the phones.
                                         
    
                                         You just smoke a pack a day and you just don't want to quit.
                                         
                                         No, it's the phone. You just smoke a pack a day and you just don't want to quit. No, it's the phones.
                                         
                                         And the phones are going to get me
                                         
                                         so I'm going to smoke
                                         
                                         until I incinerate myself.
                                         
                                         I'm going to die
                                         
                                         crashing into my fucking helipad
                                         
                                         on top of the building I own.
                                         
    
                                         I'm going to try to eat an elephant.
                                         
                                         I'm in tusks to the head.
                                         
                                         I'm going to put two in.
                                         
                                         There's nothing after.
                                         
                                         There's definitely nothing after.
                                         
                                         There could be a heaven after.
                                         
                                         Who knows?
                                         
                                         I bet it's just a bunch of dogs in heaven.
                                         
    
                                         I hope so.
                                         
                                         Running around, just mangy dogs.
                                         
                                         That'd be kind of fun.
                                         
                                         What if you fucking show up for like an hour?
                                         
                                         Yeah.
                                         
                                         But then you realize it's for eternity.
                                         
                                         When you show up to heaven,
                                         
                                         dead Judge Reinhold's going to be there
                                         
    
                                         and be like, dude, why?
                                         
                                         Why would you do this?
                                         
                                         Why would you fuck? No, actually, he probably, if it's going to be there and be like, dude, why? Why would you do this?
                                         
                                         If it's all real, he'd be like, thank you for fucking releasing me from that shitty body
                                         
                                         I was chained to. Let's go talk at the
                                         
                                         cheese plate. Yeah, cool.
                                         
                                         Hell yeah, Judge Reinhold. Holy shit, this kid
                                         
                                         said that he met Jesus and Satan.
                                         
    
                                         Fuck yeah. He met Satan.
                                         
                                         He said that he appeared,
                                         
                                         Satan appears through, quote,
                                         
                                         a hole in heaven. Like a glory hole? Yeah through, quote, a hole in heaven.
                                         
                                         Like a glory hole?
                                         
                                         Yeah, yeah.
                                         
                                         He's always in heaven.
                                         
                                         None of these angels will suck it.
                                         
    
                                         It's a little hole.
                                         
                                         You look and it's like Satan's cock.
                                         
                                         Oh, my goodness.
                                         
                                         You're going to jerk it off to leave?
                                         
                                         He's like, I got to talk to you.
                                         
                                         Look in this hole.
                                         
                                         Stab you in the dick.
                                         
                                         Are we going to talk?
                                         
    
                                         Yeah, we'll talk
                                         
                                         One more time
                                         
                                         Gotcha
                                         
                                         Gotcha
                                         
                                         Gotcha
                                         
                                         This is very suspect
                                         
                                         The books about
                                         
                                         Visits to heaven genre
                                         
    
                                         In Christian literature
                                         
                                         Extremely profitable
                                         
                                         The 2004 book
                                         
                                         90 Minutes in Heaven
                                         
                                         Spent five years
                                         
                                         On the New York Times
                                         
                                         Bestseller list
                                         
                                         And sold over
                                         
    
                                         Six million copies
                                         
                                         Is that a game
                                         
                                         That middle schoolers play When they put each other in a closet?
                                         
                                         7 minutes in heaven.
                                         
                                         They lock you in a closet.
                                         
                                         Books are used to stop...
                                         
                                         Can you fucking throw it and fit some fingers in?
                                         
                                         If you can, I guess so.
                                         
    
                                         I was never invited into the closet.
                                         
                                         Slap them titties.
                                         
                                         The books are used to stop fights in the kids' cancer wards.
                                         
                                         Yeah.
                                         
                                         By throwing it at the kids.
                                         
                                         I would love to break up a fight in the kids' cancer ward. Yeah. By throwing it at the kids. I would love to break up a fight
                                         
                                         in a kid cancer ward.
                                         
                                         All right, all right.
                                         
    
                                         You both have cancer.
                                         
                                         Leave each other alone.
                                         
                                         You know, a lot of common.
                                         
                                         That's the ice cream.
                                         
                                         Shut up.
                                         
                                         So you think MLK and Malcolm X
                                         
                                         are ballroom dancing up there right now?
                                         
                                         Absolutely, man.
                                         
    
                                         I don't know, man.
                                         
                                         They're kissing their fucking dreams away, man.
                                         
                                         Could be.
                                         
                                         Could be.
                                         
                                         You think they're sneaking little kisses?
                                         
                                         Fucking making out.
                                         
                                         Fucking licking each other.
                                         
                                         I think they're all down in hell with Robin Williams
                                         
    
                                         and the little girl from Poltergeist.
                                         
                                         The little girl from Poltergeist
                                         
                                         is in heaven.
                                         
                                         You've been going after Robin Williams lately.
                                         
                                         I'm sick of his legacy, man.
                                         
                                         Leave him alone.
                                         
                                         I'm sick of his legacy.
                                         
                                         Is that what you just said?
                                         
    
                                         You're bitter and you're angry.
                                         
                                         Because of the thin air in heaven, MLK and Malcolm X are complaining that they can't breathe.
                                         
                                         Yeah.
                                         
                                         Eddie, did cartoons go to heaven when they die?
                                         
                                         Cartoons?
                                         
                                         Oh, yeah.
                                         
                                         It depends.
                                         
                                         Most of them just end up, you know, nothing.
                                         
    
                                         Erased.
                                         
                                         And FXX.
                                         
                                         Pooh is definitely in purgatory.
                                         
                                         No way.
                                         
                                         Pooh Bear makes it.
                                         
                                         Fuck them all.
                                         
                                         Brown Bear.
                                         
                                         Well, cartoons don't die unless you stop thinking about them.
                                         
    
                                         So Pooh Bear is still very much alive.
                                         
                                         I think it's kind of fucked up that they made like, I don't know.
                                         
                                         This whole Tigger thing I think is messed up.
                                         
                                         What do you mean this Tigger thing?
                                         
                                         Tom Gray posted on my Facebook all today.
                                         
                                         What's the Tigger thing?
                                         
                                         A.A.
                                         
                                         Milne.
                                         
    
                                         It's his birthday today and he can go fuck himself with his fucking Tiggers and his fucking
                                         
                                         Roos and all of his fucking piglets and he can take them down with his fucking tiggers and his fucking roos and all
                                         
                                         of his fucking piglets and he can take them
                                         
                                         down to fuck. You know it's happening.
                                         
                                         What are you guys talking about?
                                         
                                         Winnie the Pooh
                                         
                                         from what I understood was full of child
                                         
                                         like characters who were doing things to entertain
                                         
    
                                         the children that they were like.
                                         
                                         Eeyore wanted to kill himself.
                                         
                                         Eeyore is definitely dead.
                                         
                                         They were all raping his child.
                                         
                                         That's why the child went into this fake world.
                                         
                                         Christopher Robbins?
                                         
                                         Because he was getting molested, molested, molested. He was not getting molested.
                                         
                                         Why would he create this separate world?
                                         
    
                                         I'm going to put it this way.
                                         
                                         Molest, molest, molest.
                                         
                                         Molest, molest, molest.
                                         
                                         I'm going to put it this way.
                                         
                                         He had those tiny little shorts on, and he had that tiny little shirt on.
                                         
                                         That's what I'm saying.
                                         
                                         He was molested.
                                         
                                         He was turning around like he's the fucking king of the forest.
                                         
    
                                         He got butt AIDS.
                                         
                                         He wanted to get molested, maybe, but I'm saying he was not molested.
                                         
                                         Butt AIDS.
                                         
                                         Definitely has butt AIDS.
                                         
                                         Butt cancer, I mean.
                                         
                                         Sorry.
                                         
                                         I don't want to get offensive.
                                         
                                         Oh, butt cancer.
                                         
    
                                         King of the night.
                                         
                                         He's the king of the night.
                                         
                                         Christopher Robin.
                                         
                                         Yeah, he's having a good time.
                                         
                                         I agree.
                                         
                                         He's up all night getting pounded by somebody he doesn't want to be.
                                         
                                         I'm asking, what happened with Tigger?
                                         
                                         Why are you guys railing on Tigger?
                                         
    
                                         Oh, because, you know, I mean, first of all, his name's fucked up.
                                         
                                         And he's like, oh, he's like.
                                         
                                         How is Tigger fucked up?
                                         
                                         He's a tiger named Tigger.
                                         
                                         I don't know.
                                         
                                         I don't know.
                                         
                                         He has.
                                         
                                         I don't know if you last heard Tigger's voice.
                                         
    
                                         You know, I mean, it's like.
                                         
                                         I am at a loss.
                                         
                                         You know, and he always.
                                         
                                         He's a tiger.
                                         
                                         He drinks that syrup and he just starts bouncing around everywhere.
                                         
                                         I don't know.
                                         
                                         I know.
                                         
                                         You're projecting your racism onto him.
                                         
    
                                         I'm not projecting my racism. I'm saying I calls him like racism onto him. My last! My last!
                                         
                                         I'm not projecting my racism.
                                         
                                         I'm saying I cause him like I seize him.
                                         
                                         Martin Luther King died seven years ago tomorrow.
                                         
                                         No, he did not die seven years ago.
                                         
                                         And is it worth never remembering? Everybody knows that Walt Disney was a Nazi.
                                         
                                         I want to bring it back to heaven real quick
                                         
                                         because I'm wondering right now, in this very moment,
                                         
    
                                         do you think there's a big-ass lake
                                         
                                         full of cum and eggs
                                         
                                         from all the fucking sperm?
                                         
                                         If you want it to be there, it will be there
                                         
                                         because it is heaven.
                                         
                                         It is the promised land.
                                         
                                         You have a Catholic point of view
                                         
                                         about the half a baby we spurred out of our dicks.
                                         
    
                                         Like a giant lake in Michigan
                                         
                                         of dead sperm and eggs.
                                         
                                         Dr. Seuss killed three Vietnamese prostitutes
                                         
                                         in order to see how their organs worked.
                                         
                                         I will not have you guys destroying my idols that taught us how to be people.
                                         
                                         Fuck his legacy.
                                         
                                         No.
                                         
                                         And Robin Williams was a great man.
                                         
    
                                         Dr. Seuss was a great man.
                                         
                                         Tigger is a great character.
                                         
                                         All he wants to do is spread joy.
                                         
                                         How many times do you think Nelson Mandela had dinner with Bill Cosby?
                                         
                                         How many times? Oh, wow.
                                         
                                         That's a question.
                                         
                                         And so, I mean, being in prison that many years, Bill Cosby is still probably the most
                                         
                                         rapey person he met.
                                         
    
                                         They each fed each other the drink and they just passed out at dinner.
                                         
                                         Oh, you were drugging chicks, too?
                                         
                                         Oh, I've been drugging black dudes.
                                         
                                         I've been drugging black dudes, too.
                                         
                                         Nelson, you would be so surprised how fast they go to sleep when they give them the special
                                         
                                         cup that I got. Oh, my God. Nelson, you would be so surprised how fast they go to sleep when they give them the special cup.
                                         
                                         Oh, my God.
                                         
                                         How adorable is that?
                                         
    
                                         When two people who use Spanish fly to rape people meet each other and they both take it.
                                         
                                         Like, did you?
                                         
                                         But I bet that would actually lead to a lasting relationship.
                                         
                                         It might.
                                         
                                         It might.
                                         
                                         All right, Marcus.
                                         
                                         Seven years ago tomorrow.
                                         
                                         I'm fucking black, man.
                                         
    
                                         You're not black. You're not black. You said the N word a fucking black man You're not black
                                         
                                         You said the n-word a lot but you're not black
                                         
                                         I'm fucking black man
                                         
                                         It's different
                                         
                                         I get it
                                         
                                         I fucking know it's going down
                                         
                                         One more story
                                         
                                         A Queens woman loves her pet Maltese
                                         
    
                                         So much that she rewrote her will
                                         
                                         To leave the pooch
                                         
                                         A million dollar fortune
                                         
                                         consisting of jewelry, a trust fund, and a vacation home.
                                         
                                         $90 to kill the dog.
                                         
                                         No, do not.
                                         
                                         Bella.
                                         
                                         I brought this story to Marcus's attention.
                                         
    
                                         Bella is the name of the Maltese.
                                         
                                         Bella deserves a million dollars.
                                         
                                         That's Arise's name.
                                         
                                         It's cute.
                                         
                                         She doesn't have that much money.
                                         
                                         That's for fucking sure.
                                         
                                         Well, she should be more loved.
                                         
                                         Boogie is
                                         
    
                                         Bella's boyfriend. Boogie is
                                         
                                         a chihuahua and Boogie
                                         
                                         loves Bella so much.
                                         
                                         He bought her a $600 necklace.
                                         
                                         Dogs can't buy things for each other.
                                         
                                         But he did it though.
                                         
                                         That's how much he loved her.
                                         
                                         Where are you getting this?
                                         
    
                                         That's from the New York Post.
                                         
                                         It's in the article.
                                         
                                         No, I'm reading the New York Post article right now.
                                         
                                         Well, I've got a different article than you do.
                                         
                                         He cut the article out of the paper, and he folded it up, and it was in his pocket.
                                         
                                         That's really sad, Kissel.
                                         
                                         Bella Mia doesn't bark much and never travels in a carrier.
                                         
                                         You love dogs too much.
                                         
    
                                         The pretty pooch even has a boyfriend, a chihuahua named Boogie who showers his girl with gifts.
                                         
                                         Last Valentine's Day,
                                         
                                         he gave a real $600
                                         
                                         diamond necklace. She
                                         
                                         loves him. It doesn't make any sense. Dogs
                                         
                                         can't give gifts. Obviously,
                                         
                                         Roseanne, the mother of Bella,
                                         
                                         bought the necklace for Boogie to
                                         
    
                                         give to Bella, but nonetheless
                                         
                                         Boogie gave her the necklace.
                                         
                                         Sloppy reporting is all on a face. It's not sloppy.
                                         
                                         You're racist because
                                         
                                         you're against a Maltese and a Chihuahua having a
                                         
                                         relationship. This is like the movie
                                         
                                         Hairspray. The thing that does drive me insane
                                         
                                         though and I think should be fucking banned
                                         
    
                                         under penalty of torture
                                         
                                         is when someone gives someone Christmas presents
                                         
                                         and says it's like from the dog.
                                         
                                         I love it. What is wrong
                                         
                                         with you? Dogs don't shop.
                                         
                                         Dogs do shop if they're allowed into stores
                                         
                                         and you have to be blind to have that happen.
                                         
                                         Dogs are great.
                                         
    
                                         No, our parents do that too.
                                         
                                         That shit pisses me the fuck off.
                                         
                                         Every Christmas I got to buy a gift for the dog.
                                         
                                         And then when I sign the card,
                                         
                                         it also has to be from Tootsie, my sister.
                                         
                                         I watch our black lab pull herself from the rug she sits on to the water and the food that she eats.
                                         
                                         She's so fat.
                                         
                                         She pulls herself across the floor because she's too fat to stand up.
                                         
    
                                         That dog did not go to the mall.
                                         
                                         That dog did not buy me leopard print rain boots.
                                         
                                         Do you want the vote?
                                         
                                         If your parents didn't feed her.
                                         
                                         Your parents have a feeder gainer relationship with you and that fucking dog.
                                         
                                         With them and that dog.
                                         
                                         And that's why it's so sad.
                                         
                                         Your dog would have gotten you those gifts.
                                         
    
                                         Same thing.
                                         
                                         50 pound beagle.
                                         
                                         All right.
                                         
                                         This thing's gigantic.
                                         
                                         It's supposed to be like what?
                                         
                                         20 tops?
                                         
                                         It's supposed to be 22.
                                         
                                         Like most.
                                         
    
                                         Like it's a 50 pound beagle.
                                         
                                         It's the fat.
                                         
                                         It's going to die. Did you see the fat beagle
                                         
                                         online? Is that what you're talking about? No, my mother's
                                         
                                         It's a little bit
                                         
                                         smaller than that fat beagle.
                                         
                                         When I saw that beagle, I was like, my mom's
                                         
                                         dog is disgusting. Can you believe that Eddie's mom
                                         
    
                                         and Henry and Jackie's mom both
                                         
                                         overfed their dog?
                                         
                                         I can't
                                         
                                         believe that.
                                         
                                         It would be a character trait
                                         
                                         of how they feel
                                         
                                         they should care for them.
                                         
                                         We're not 300 pounds anymore.
                                         
    
                                         We fought it.
                                         
                                         We beat the hold.
                                         
                                         You're holding yourself
                                         
                                         up right now
                                         
                                         on your seat.
                                         
                                         You're not even
                                         
                                         sitting on the chair.
                                         
                                         What's wrong with you?
                                         
    
                                         I'll let you guys know this.
                                         
                                         I just worked on
                                         
                                         the CW Dog Awards
                                         
                                         and I met Lassie.
                                         
                                         Oh.
                                         
                                         Lassie?
                                         
                                         Was she a cunt?
                                         
                                         Was she sexy?
                                         
    
                                         No, how was she?
                                         
                                         She was really sweet.
                                         
                                         Was her pussy shaved?
                                         
                                         Groomed.
                                         
                                         You shave a fucking dog's pussy.
                                         
                                         My last!
                                         
                                         Everyone was excited to meet, like, not exciting celebrities for me.
                                         
                                         That's the nicest way I can put it.
                                         
    
                                         Right, right.
                                         
                                         My big thing was Lassie.
                                         
                                         Oh, I'm with you on that one, Benji.
                                         
                                         That's perfect.
                                         
                                         Gotta have one.
                                         
                                         Is Beethoven dead?
                                         
                                         Probably. Oh, I hope not. on that one, Benji. That's perfect. Gotta have one. Is Beethoven dead? Probably.
                                         
                                         Oh, I hope not. There's a bunch of Beethovens.
                                         
    
                                         Charles Grodin, Beethoven, though.
                                         
                                         A plus. They don't last very long. Yeah, no, they're like six years, seven
                                         
                                         years, and their heart explodes. It's the size of a
                                         
                                         pumpkin. They're too big.
                                         
                                         All the Lassies die. All those celebrity
                                         
                                         dogs have died many, many times.
                                         
                                         That's pretty cool. That's like Batman.
                                         
                                         That's like Batman, but it's real. Michael Keaton's not dead. No, Michael Keaton's
                                         
    
                                         very much alive. He just won some awards.
                                         
                                         $112 to kill
                                         
                                         Michael Keaton.
                                         
                                         Don't you dare. Unbelievable.
                                         
                                         At least $150. Come on.
                                         
                                         Well, I've got some facts about, you also want to know
                                         
                                         about Beethoven? Yeah, of course.
                                         
                                         Well, answer, this is
                                         
    
                                         from Yahoo Answers. User Wolf said, I think I heard something about him having gotten cancer know about beethoven yeah what happened to the dog well uh answer uh this is from yahoo answers
                                         
                                         user wolf said i think i heard something about him having gotten cancer of some kind i tried to
                                         
                                         look it up to be sure but i couldn't find anything to confirm or deny it and by the way uh chris was
                                         
                                         the name of the main dog in the first two movies so there was one main dog named Chris in Beethoven 1 and 2, but afterwards, different ones called Cujo, Canine.
                                         
                                         Cujo is a great name.
                                         
                                         Canine is just redundant.
                                         
                                         So they all force food names?
                                         
                                         But I will say Chris is my least favorite.
                                         
    
                                         I hate when they give the human name to the dog.
                                         
                                         No, I love food names for dogs.
                                         
                                         Yeah, tomato.
                                         
                                         Like pepper.
                                         
                                         Waffles.
                                         
                                         I have a human name for my dog.
                                         
                                         What do you got?
                                         
                                         Cheryl.
                                         
    
                                         Cheryl?
                                         
                                         It's a little more of a dog.
                                         
                                         What kind of dog?
                                         
                                         It's like a chihuahua pincher mix.
                                         
                                         Cheryl can work in that situation.
                                         
                                         I like dog versions of jazz musicians like Charlie Barker, you know?
                                         
                                         I made those jokes for three weeks.
                                         
                                         That was the only one I got.
                                         
    
                                         Yeah.
                                         
                                         Miles Barkis.
                                         
                                         That's stupid.
                                         
                                         That's good.
                                         
                                         That's stupid. That's good. Those are great jokes. Raise the woof, everybody. Stuff like that. That's good. That's stupid.
                                         
                                         Those are great jokes.
                                         
                                         Raise the woof, everybody.
                                         
                                         Stuff like that.
                                         
    
                                         That's what I did for three weeks.
                                         
                                         That was great.
                                         
                                         This is my dog.
                                         
                                         It's called fucking dog.
                                         
                                         Fucking dog?
                                         
                                         Yeah, fucking dog.
                                         
                                         Molest!
                                         
                                         That's a good name for a dog, too.
                                         
    
                                         Seven years ago tomorrow, man.
                                         
                                         Molest.
                                         
                                         It ain't right, man.
                                         
                                         All right, stop for a second.
                                         
                                         We're going to hold a big deal.
                                         
                                         Money for murder.
                                         
                                         How much money are you throwing down?
                                         
                                         Who's getting killed?
                                         
    
                                         Oh, you changed your segment?
                                         
                                         You changed your segment.
                                         
                                         It sounds better.
                                         
                                         I don't like the other one.
                                         
                                         I'm fine with this segment, yeah.
                                         
                                         $200 for fucking Wes Anderson, Henry.
                                         
                                         Wow.
                                         
                                         Okay, cool.
                                         
    
                                         Well, I'm ladled down four or five.
                                         
                                         So what I will probably say is I will give personally
                                         
                                         $22 to the person
                                         
                                         who kills Ashton Kutcher.
                                         
                                         Wow.
                                         
                                         What are we saying here? What are we giving out?
                                         
                                         Oh man, there's so many celebrities to
                                         
                                         choose from.
                                         
    
                                         I'm not going to
                                         
                                         say I don't want to kill them
                                         
                                         quickly, but what I would like to do, I will give
                                         
                                         you $100 to slowly
                                         
                                         get Justin Bieber fat and then he kills
                                         
                                         himself. There we go.
                                         
                                         So secretly sneak the butter in.
                                         
                                         Sneak the butter in. What Eddie did to a waitress
                                         
    
                                         when he used to work at the Village Pour House that he
                                         
                                         didn't like. He slowly got her fat
                                         
                                         and then she got fired for being too large.
                                         
                                         That's really fucking
                                         
                                         devious and secret.
                                         
                                         You don't know this story about Eddie?
                                         
                                         There was a bartender slash waitress
                                         
                                         who used to work there. He hated it. She would always get sales.
                                         
    
                                         Oh, I wasn't paying attention to your story.
                                         
                                         Just pork sauce
                                         
                                         and fucking butter. And she got too fat
                                         
                                         and they fired her.
                                         
                                         You snuck it into her salad.
                                         
                                         I didn't get it too fat. She fired it.
                                         
                                         You're evil.
                                         
                                         I bet the salad tastes delicious.
                                         
    
                                         Here's what happened.
                                         
                                         What was the kind of shit she said? Too fat she fired. You're evil. Oh, man, she was a bitch. I bet the fountain's delicious, though. All right, here's what happened. Here's what happened.
                                         
                                         Why did she talk?
                                         
                                         What was the kind of shit she said?
                                         
                                         All right, so I went behind the bar, and she was reading a book.
                                         
                                         I was like, oh, what are you reading?
                                         
                                         She's like, Anne Rand.
                                         
                                         I was like, oh, what is it?
                                         
    
                                         The Fountainhead?
                                         
                                         I don't know.
                                         
                                         I was trying to make conversation.
                                         
                                         That's right.
                                         
                                         I didn't give a fuck.
                                         
                                         That's right, though.
                                         
                                         Fountainhead.
                                         
                                         Good one.
                                         
    
                                         You know the book.
                                         
                                         I was like, yeah, it's The Fountainhead.
                                         
                                         She's like, oh, I didn't think you read like that to me.
                                         
                                         Whoa.
                                         
                                         We don't, but also.
                                         
                                         And she's like, by the way, if you need a drink, I'll get it for you.
                                         
                                         You can't come behind the bar.
                                         
                                         And so I was like, all right, I hate you.
                                         
    
                                         I want you to die.
                                         
                                         Get her fat.
                                         
                                         And she was really vapid.
                                         
                                         She was a really shitty vapid Valley Girl type of chick.
                                         
                                         And she was really stupid.
                                         
                                         One of the people that like pretended she was smart and uh so every day she whenever she ordered i would just
                                         
                                         like pour butter on whatever she like ordered and like all this stuff and i pretended to be very
                                         
                                         sweet to her i pretended like i played into the idiot that she thought i was right for months
                                         
    
                                         yeah i thought i thought she was at months and months this is truly like this is truly whenever
                                         
                                         i went to like get coffee i'd buy her her a piece of candy and give it to her.
                                         
                                         Like, hey, have a good night.
                                         
                                         It's nice to see you.
                                         
                                         I love working when you're working.
                                         
                                         Kill the kindest thing.
                                         
                                         And how much weight did she gain?
                                         
                                         She gained like 30 pounds.
                                         
    
                                         And then when did she get fired?
                                         
                                         She didn't get fired.
                                         
                                         She left to get breast implants and then never came back.
                                         
                                         Anyway, that's I Want to Kill Justin Bieber.
                                         
                                         And I'm taking Eddie's true life story,
                                         
                                         but I'm doing it with the Biebs.
                                         
                                         I got her, though.
                                         
                                         She got fucking big.
                                         
    
                                         I'm sure that she...
                                         
                                         Her boyfriend left her.
                                         
                                         It was great.
                                         
                                         Oh, that's awesome.
                                         
                                         Oh, that's fun.
                                         
                                         All right, money for murder.
                                         
                                         What are we doing?
                                         
                                         Oh, man.
                                         
    
                                         You should call this
                                         
                                         Murder Fistful of Cash.
                                         
                                         Let's see. Who am I offering money to kill?
                                         
                                         This is a joke, I have to say that I'm not fucking joking
                                         
                                         So be ready for serious
                                         
                                         My shit's dead serious
                                         
                                         Satire
                                         
                                         I'll use a currency that doesn't matter
                                         
    
                                         What do they use in Detroit?
                                         
                                         I think it's just toes
                                         
                                         Dog bones
                                         
                                         I don't know
                                         
                                         I guess Bieber's good
                                         
                                         I'm already killing Bieber
                                         
                                         Oh right you just want to get people fat
                                         
                                         I need to be skipped I got nothing
                                         
    
                                         You have to say something
                                         
                                         Somebody for any amount of money
                                         
                                         What's the easiest segment I've ever run?
                                         
                                         Just a name and money. Name someone
                                         
                                         that could die. Kim Jong-un.
                                         
                                         I don't know. Probably like someone who books a show
                                         
                                         somewhere that they haven't put me on. Any booker.
                                         
                                         Any booker of any
                                         
    
                                         comedy club for how much money?
                                         
                                         Two drinks. Okay.
                                         
                                         Two drinks. Two drink minimum
                                         
                                         for any booker. Jackie?
                                         
                                         Well, I'm going to have to go
                                         
                                         ahead and say, you know,
                                         
                                         get Kissel and Holden to move back in together.
                                         
                                         Molest!
                                         
    
                                         So it's like, we're not going to molest them.
                                         
                                         We're going to keep them in a room together for a while.
                                         
                                         We're going to kidnap them, keep them in a room for a while.
                                         
                                         And I'm going to say, if you can get them, kidnap them, put them in a room.
                                         
                                         I want them to play video games.
                                         
                                         I want them to have a good time before we fucking waterboard
                                         
                                         them, but also then
                                         
                                         tickle them to death.
                                         
    
                                         It's going to be a fun death.
                                         
                                         I'm going to say $3,000
                                         
                                         for the kidnap,
                                         
                                         Holden, and Kissel
                                         
                                         to make them have a fun, happy,
                                         
                                         but also untimely
                                         
                                         death. It's supposed to be celebrities.
                                         
                                         Technically, on this podcast,
                                         
    
                                         we are celebrities.
                                         
                                         I have 300 fans on my fucking fan page.
                                         
                                         Goldenators, ho!
                                         
                                         Or I mean, if you want to go Whoopi Goldberg,
                                         
                                         I'll throw Whoopi Goldberg in there too.
                                         
                                         Do Whoopi.
                                         
                                         Whoopi Goldberg?
                                         
                                         How much?
                                         
    
                                         Because I love her so much.
                                         
                                         $124 to kill her.
                                         
                                         Okay.
                                         
                                         And molest.
                                         
                                         Ed?
                                         
                                         Me.
                                         
                                         I will pick
                                         
                                         $20
                                         
    
                                         Rin Tin Tin
                                         
                                         Canine Cop.
                                         
                                         Already dead.
                                         
                                         He's way dead.
                                         
                                         Way dead.
                                         
                                         The movie was from 1991.
                                         
                                         Jim Belushi then.
                                         
                                         Jim Belushi's dead.
                                         
    
                                         I don't know.
                                         
                                         Jim Belushi's dead.
                                         
                                         All right, Marcus.
                                         
                                         Who gets the contract? Oh, and actually, one of the listeners, Zach Hines, has aushi's good. Jim Belushi's fine. All right, Marcus, who gets the contract?
                                         
                                         Oh, and actually, one of the listeners, Zach Hines, has a pretty good one.
                                         
                                         $300 to whoever kills Larry King.
                                         
                                         Oh, you can't kill Larry King.
                                         
                                         Yeah, no, he's undialed.
                                         
    
                                         He's part Holden.
                                         
                                         I think he's talking about the last podcast, Larry King.
                                         
                                         Yeah, you have to unplug his heating rock and get rid of his salt lick.
                                         
                                         Either Larry King would work.
                                         
                                         All right.
                                         
                                         You know what?
                                         
                                         Fuck it.
                                         
                                         Let's kill Wes Anderson.
                                         
    
                                         Yeah.
                                         
                                         Why not?
                                         
                                         Holden wins his own segment.
                                         
                                         Holden fucking won.
                                         
                                         I'm buying that.
                                         
                                         I couldn't give a fuck about Wes Anderson.
                                         
                                         Do you have the $200?
                                         
                                         Oh, fuck yeah.
                                         
    
                                         You come up with it.
                                         
                                         I've been saving up for a PS4.
                                         
                                         I got two goes.
                                         
                                         All right. I got two goes I got two goes
                                         
                                         throw them bows
                                         
                                         I'm going to say this is satire
                                         
                                         it's all satire
                                         
                                         don't kill anybody and we don't have
                                         
    
                                         the money to pay you so that's the satirical
                                         
                                         aspect of the interview
                                         
                                         I'm actually a big fan of all his movies
                                         
                                         there is no money here
                                         
                                         that's been the round table
                                         
                                         Jack the Worm she's's on Twitter. And then
                                         
                                         Henry loves you.
                                         
                                         What's next, Ed?
                                         
    
                                         And then follow Murder Fist, follow me at Ben Kissel,
                                         
                                         follow Marcus Parks. Benji, anything for you?
                                         
                                         I just moved to New York for like
                                         
                                         a couple months, so I'll be hanging and stuff. What's your Twitter, buddy?
                                         
                                         At Benji Aflalo. Awesome.
                                         
                                         And I want to say, you know, thank you guys
                                         
                                         so much for all the CCR love. iTunes
                                         
                                         has been great.
                                         
    
                                         Roundtable has been in the top 200 the past two weeks,
                                         
                                         and it's been really fucking badass.
                                         
                                         Thanks for supporting all the shows.
                                         
                                         Brighter Side and Holden Speaks for 30 Minutes.
                                         
                                         You're going to hear that in a couple of months.
                                         
                                         There's nothing after.
                                         
                                         Holden Talks for 30 Minutes coming in June.
                                         
                                         Last pod, page seven, and Top Hat and all those things. Oh, and next week comes out the Roundtable of the Year nominations.
                                         
    
                                         Oh, wow. Yeah, it's been a lot of buzz this year. Yeah, everyone next week comes out the round tip of the year nominations.
                                         
                                         It's been a lot of buzz this year.
                                         
                                         There has been.
                                         
                                         A lot of votes are coming in.
                                         
                                         So is Che going to show up this year?
                                         
                                         I don't even know if he's nominated yet.
                                         
                                         The votes are still being tallied.
                                         
                                         It's very interesting the results that we've been getting.
                                         
    
                                         You can't.
                                         
                                         What about my campaign?
                                         
                                         Your campaign?
                                         
                                         How's it going?
                                         
                                         You're derailed.
                                         
                                         Where has it been?
                                         
                                         You fucking... Yeah, it's all gone.
                                         
                                         And check out the
                                         
    
                                         Roundtable Facebook page as well.
                                         
                                         And we live stream
                                         
                                         every week at 6, 37, 730, possibly.
                                         
                                         Maybe 8.
                                         
                                         Depends on when
                                         
                                         Kissel shows up.
                                         
                                         Anybody has a van,
                                         
                                         I'm looking to start
                                         
    
                                         holding hoagies
                                         
                                         traveling around
                                         
                                         the tri-state area.
                                         
                                         That's great.
                                         
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