Trailer Park Boys Presents: Park After Dark - Episode 40 - Douglas, The S**t-Eating Bear

Episode Date: March 1, 2021

Wanna wear your underwear for a month? Julian has a solution! Need a wholesome book for kiddies' bedtime? Don't f**king read them the tale of Douglas the bear and Creepy Carl! What the F**K have the Boys been smoking today?!!

Oh yeah. This was two players, I don't know what the fuck's going on with it. Okay. What the fuck are you supposed to do here? Oh yeah, this joystick's fucked. So it's just chewed each other. Boys? Yeah? It's fucked. So let's just shoot each other. Boys. Yeah?

Do you see the camera people are here? What do you mean? Look over here. This joystick is fucked. Oh yeah, okay. What's happening? We're doing the thing. Yeah, fuck!

We're doing the thing. Every fucking week, let's play video games right when the camera people come. Holy fuck man, alright! And then pretend like we don't see them. Two nothing. I just don't really want to do this today, man. Well, too bad. Whoa!

Sit your big, muscly arse down. This is the last park after dark for February. Like, fuck, man. I hate February. It sucks. It's like getting over that fucking hump. Now we're getting closer to spring. It's the hump, man. Boss man, what the fuck?

What are you doing? This is my new flashlight. I chuck things with it. Look at that. Look how big it is. Well, that's the problem with small things like that. No, look, it's that small, but look how bright she is. Yeah, not nice to flash in people's fucking eyeballs, man. You been drinking, sir? Yes, I have been.

It's part of my new survival kit, boys. Flashlight. Look at this, Ricky. Look at that. What is it? Little tiny thing, pair of pliers. Jesus, man, you got all the little gadgets. Look at this. Do this.

Box opener. Box opener? Oh, yeah. Right there. That's a new fucking addition, huh? The box opener? Yeah. Yeah, your mother requested that. Opener box? Yeah. Yeah, your mother requested that. Opener box?

Yep. Box opener. That's fucked. All right, perk after dark. February 26. Is it 26 already? Crazy. Fuck on. Okay, well, February 26.

Is it a leap year this year? What's a leap year? Marky, we've been through this a hundred times. The year every... I'll leap. I'll leap right over this fucking table. Do it. That would be awesome. It might be painful. I don't know. You can do it, man. Just move the chairs over,

get a good run off from the TV. Maybe that's how it will end. Check into the kitchen, boom. That's a sassy one. Oh, it's straight vodka. I know, but it's not usually that ripe. She's ripe. Burn my eyes out. You need to let it breathe.

You got to start mixing it a bit, man. Put some mix in it. No, I like just a couple of snaps off the straight guy. The lecker, you know. All right, I just don't couple of snaps off the straight guy. The lecker you know. All right, I just don't want to see it becoming a problem, you know what I mean? Where you're fucking doing snaps all day. Looks like you got a lot of stuff written down there.

I don't have a ton, I'm not gonna lie. Well, tell people what you've been doing all week with the carrots and whatnot. Putting them in your underwear. You talking to me? Yeah. Tell people what you've been doing with the carrots in your underwear. I'm putting them...

This is fucked. There's no carrots going in my underwear. Jesus, man. Julian's been packing his underwear with carrots and going to the bath. But you know what? There's a new kind of underwear coming out that you can wear for fucking days

or weeks or months. And they don't stink. You just got to air them out, man. What about the things inside the underwear? Don't they start to stink? Oh, they're going to stink. Yeah, of course, unless you have a shower. So what's the benefit of this new underwear?

Just less laundry? Lazy motherfuckers that don't want to change their fucking underwear, man. Sign me up. What's the name of it? I thought you would like them. I don't know. Can you get various prints? What's the name of it? I thought you would like them.

I don't know. Can you get various prints? They're just coming out with them, but it's got, like, it's the threading of, like, it's a copper and a bunch of other shit that absorbs the stink. You don't want to be putting copper on your wiener. Believe me. Well, they got it figured out, man,

because they're coming out with it. Is it for men and women? Yes. Panties and boxers. What are they called? Stinkware? Fuck, do you really? Do they have thongs? Stinkins.

Stinkins. No, they're not called stinkins. Under stink. Under. Okay, here we go. Sweat wear. It's a Minnesota company, actually. Cribby.

What's the name of this? That's the thing you sit down on and you pedal the little bike, isn't it? The what? Kribby. Isn't it? No, man. What are you talking about? It's for all those fucking lazy people that sit on the couch and they pedal some stupid little bike called Kribby, I think. In their stinky fucking month-long underwear.

Maybe it's a company that makes more than one thing. Would you wear your underwear for a month? They say it's good, man. I'm telling you. Look, you take them off, you gotta air the mode at night, right? Then all this wake up the next morning, take a sniff if you want just to test it. They smell fucking clean.

But it has to do with copper ions. I like to buy off disposable underwear. What is it? Anti-odor fucking fabrics. Charcoal. Anti-bacterial fucking threads. On the taint. There's probably a charcoal insert for the taint.

But I don't understand. What about the people that like to get, you know, do a little digging every now and then? Like Randy. How do you get that? I mean, that doesn't disappear. Shit like that doesn't disappear. Shit like that doesn't disappear. No, that's burned right on there.

You mean like a skid mark? Yeah. Well, maybe they're magic underwear, and you just air them out in the air, and you just skid away. Well, that's basically what they're saying this fucking does. See, I don't know. If you're on a hot date,

and you go to take the lady's pants off and you see cribbies, you'd be like, fuck, there's been much cleaning going on down here. Don't know if I want to venture there or not. That's true, and they probably say the same thing about you. That's what I mean, so you'd have to hide the name of them or something. I put the day of the week on my underwear so that I don't get it mixed up. But, boys, I mean, just because you're wearing these underwear doesn't mean that all of a sudden you're going to stop showering. I've got seven pairs of underwear, and they're labeled with the day of the week. So I get up on Saturday.

I grab my clean Saturday underwear on the go. I like it. And then I wake up Sunday. I know, oh, I better change my underwear because it's Sunday and they say Saturday. It's very simple. Do you have like a section of underwear, though, that doesn't have the Monday to fucking Sunday? I've got two backups. No, no, no.

I'm talking for like, you know, if you want to hook up with a lady or whatever. No, I don't mind. I don't mind if a lady sees the day of the week of my underwear. At least she knows I'm, you know, I'm only wearing them one day. What about for a week? Your thongs or your G-strings that I know you have. I don't have those anymore. Okay, you got rid of them.

Bullfuckin' shit. I used to have a G-string. Yeah, that was fucked. Somebody sent it to me. It had Elvis Presley on it. So I wore it one day Didn't like it. I think if you're gonna wear underwear and not change them just don't wear underwear Let everything hang Hang time. That's what Randy does but then you're just gonna stink up your pants How long have we been talking about this?

I don't know, man. But I guarantee you this fucking company's going to make a lot of money. Think about truckers and stuff. I can't imagine getting out of the shower and going, hmm, I'm just going to take these underwear that are hanging up over here that I've been wearing for fucking two weeks and throw those back on. And you know what's really fucked? Every single person that goes to grab them to put them on

will take a sniff to see if they actually do smell good. They should call them sniffers. So you're sniffing them. Sniffers on. I don't want to put myself through that. Do they make socks? They make blankets. Now that would be...

Socks would be good. Socks would be a... I think they do make socks. A good addition to that. So they make little pedal bikes and no-smell underwears. Pedal bikes, no-smell underwear, and I believe they make tortillas. Okay. That's good.

I'm done. I'm not talking about this ever again. Good. Good. Oh, yeah, it's Lent. I don't know much about Lent. You're supposed to give up shit. No, remember I lent you my stuff. No man, this is like the Jesus Lent.

Oh no, I know what Lent is, Ricky. I just think it's a bunch of, you know... So you're gonna give up stuff? What stuff? Well, most people, you give up meat, or you give up, might give up booze. But this guy in fucking Ohio, he decided that he's fasting. He's only drinking beer for all of Lent. No other meals, no other food, just beer. I could do that. Except I don't really like beer that much.

So how many days is he going to pull this one off? I think Lent is like 40 days, isn't it? 40 fucking days It goes right to Easter I've heard of people drinking just beer When does it start? Is it Pancake Tuesday? That was already, that was last Tuesday Was that when Lent starts? I forget

I don't know Let's not link between And there's something to do with fish, isn't there? Either you don't eat fish or you do eat them or you catch them You catch them, be catch them or you catch them befriend them and put them back but you spend a week with them just getting to know them wow and you let them go back there it's not much really two of fish wouldn't take much to get to know them no you get to know his personality bre Ricky. Not... Fish don't have personalities, man.

Yes, they do. No, they don't. Oh, you believe they do. They are dumb creatures. You think a shark's dumb, do you? Well, maybe a shark's smart. And a whale. I'm talking about fish.

What kind of fish would you like to be? Me? Any of you. Trout? Trout would be kind of lame. You'd just be, I don't know, wouldn't be very excited. Bass would be good. You'd be like fucking pissed off.

Electric eel. Want to eat everything. Comes along, fuck off. Stop throwing shit at me. I'll put an electric eel. Julian wants to be an electric eel, the most muscular of the fishes. That's not what they deserve, man. The shark's fucking a muscular fish.

All right. Salmon's pretty muscular. A lot of meat on a salmon. Tuna. I'd like to be a tuna out in the ocean. Just cruising around. Although you're just basically a big snack for a shark. I'd like to be something that doesn't have a predator after me so I can just relax. Dolphin. No, Ricky, dolphins.

Pufferfish. You could pull that one off. I could be a. Dolphin. No, Ricky Dolphin. Puffer fish. You could pull that one off. I could be a puffer fish. Fuck people over. Sting them. Yeah. How did we get talking about this? I don't know. Another, another.

Oh, yeah, Lent. Another stoned veer off. So for Lent, he just drinks beer, coffee, and green tea. Dolph, it's. Well, it's not just beer, then. No, but he doesn't eat. Aw, who... Lots of people can do that. Beer and coffee and... 40 days straight. Fuck, that's easy, man. You should do a Lent liquor fast. Liquor Lent. No, man. Well, it wouldn't be that hard for for you to do all you'd have to do is stop eating your muscle shakes fuck off it's if i stopped eating and just drank that would not be good for the fucking liver or the muscles for anything man i'll be drunk all the time which

wouldn't be you'll come in at easter which is nothing left for you every day man just a bunch of flabby skin what do you mean you're not drunk every day, man. Just a bunch of flabby skin. What do you mean you're not drunk every day? You're a functional alcoholic. I'm functional, but I'm not a, you know. You've already admitted it. Yeah, but that's because... And you didn't get any help, so you still won. This is a weird...

I saw this headline, I don't really understand. It just says, Archaeologists find highly significant Roman penis carving in the UK what would make it so significant it would have to be

attached to a particular person where was it found in the UK they were making a highway and they found all these millstones and there was a fucking...

But it was a Roman? Beautiful, beautiful sculpted penis. On a statue or just the penis? Do we know? Because maybe it's a... I think it was on a statue, I think, but I don't know. Well, it might be... They found a bunch of pieces and they put them back together and like, holy fuck. And you said it's Roman? Roman.

It could be an exact replica of Julius Caesar's wiener. A million years old. A million? A million. I don't know. When were the Romans around? They weren't around a million years ago, Ricky. Jesus, Murphy.

I should read some history stuff. The Romans were around a couple thousand years ago, Ricky. That's it? Yes. What are we called if they're the Romans? The Dartmothians. The Dartmoons. Dartmoonians.

What the fuck was that? Randy's fucking around with his heavy equipment again, I guess. No, he hired a company to fucking redo the playground. They're down there smashing up the playground. There's nothing wrong with that playground. I know. Some people say the fucking equipment's too dangerous, but, I mean, we didn't...

We didn't die on it. That little spinny thing, what's it called? Get on it. That thing is dangerous, I must say. Especially when you're wasted and you're, you know, younger. Yeah, because they get it going too fast and then they shove people into it. You get fucking hit. Hanging on, trying not to fly off it.

I love that fucking thing. We should go down there later, actually. He's ripping it out. Fucking cocksucker. He's replacing it with, you know, modern. Safe toys. Modern safe toys. Why is everybody so safe these days?

Because he's fucking lame. Well, do you remember us fucking throwing him on that thing? Safe equals lame. To impute play every day? That's a bit of a bully thing to do. The seesaw's going away. The teeter-totter. Fucking Jesus.

Going too dangerous. What's the point of even having a playground? Monkey bars gone too high. There's like a low set. What the fuck? That's lame, man. There's, yeah, it's fucking... You know what?

It's insurance companies, man. They ruin everything. Yes, they do. You know what? I'm going to sue the schools. My kid flew off fucking teeter-totter and broke his balls. What? Kids are going to turn out to be wussies just from things like that.

I agree. You know what I mean? And people used to get injured just as much back then, but you never heard about it because there was no internet. You know, if little Timmy fucking got his spine snapped on the fucking teeter-totter, one town over, you'd never hear about it. So you didn't know what happened, so it's no big deal. Now, with the internet, you're like,

Oh, my Jesus, kids are getting mangled every day on this equipment. It's no big deal. Now, with the internet, you're like, oh my Jesus, kids are getting mangled every day on this equipment. It's terrible. Well, they're dumb. No, I think it's a good idea, actually, now that I think about it, for Randy to upgrade all that stuff. That stuff's all... It's fun.

It's like you may as well get rid of roller coasters next. Well, safety-ize eyes them at least. You should have just set it up outside. Fuck, we should... Mo would be okay on it. It's going in a dumpster. We could probably get it for the yard, Ricky. Oh, yeah.

I'd like to hook up a fucking engine to one of those spinning things. We've done that before. We've done it, and we almost killed some people. All right. Did you hear about that woman in Alaska? She went to an outhouse, and she sat down to take... Oh, I don't know what she was doing. Either a pupino or a peorino.

And a bear bit her ass right up through the fucking outhouse. Oh, no. Shouldn't you be like, what the fuck? He bit her arse? Bit her arse. Yeah, it was a bear in the fucking outhouse. Oh, no. Shouldn't he be like, what the fuck? He bitter arse? Bitter arse. Yeah, it was a bitter fucking outhouse. Did he just nip it, or did he take a chunk? I think he was a sizable bite.

So he didn't just go, nip, little nip? No, it was blood. Oh, he bitter arse. Holy fuck. I'd freak you the fuck out. You'd be in the outhouse? How did he get in there? I would have thought it was a squirrel, maybe, or a mink.

He didn't obviously go down through the bowl. He either was born in there and just grew into a full-sized bear, which probably not, or he got underneath from the back, maybe. Yeah, he must have crawled up from the back. He couldn't have. He couldn't have crawled up in there. Imagine being born in an outhouse. He couldn't. Fuck. Ricky, he couldn't. He's a bear. He couldn't

live in there. He'd have nothing to eat. Well, leftovers from us come out. The shit bear. Yeah. The shit eating bear. Ronnie, the shit eating bear. You see a little cub get stuck down there and the mama ticks off. Now I'm picturing a little kid's book deal here. The shit-eating bear. That's not a good kid's book, man. It's a great kid's book. A bear that grew up in a fucking outhouse. Douglas, the shit-eating bear.

He was born in an outhouse. He was quiet, apparently. He didn't in an outhouse. He was quiet. Apparently, he didn't cry or anything for years. Nobody knew he was in there. He was very quiet. And one day, he decided to take a chunk out of someone's ass. He was discovered. And he became famous, world famous.

Then he came out and saw there was a lot more world than just the shitty outhouse. And lots of better food out there. Yes, tasty selections. And lots of better food out there. Yes. Tasty selections. Dumpster fucking food. And when they asked him, you know, his first words he spoke on the camera on the news was, I've had a shitty life.

He should have a t-shirt that says, Douglas the shit-eating bear. My life is shit. Douglas the shit-eating bear. You know, we might be able to sell some of these books. You should actually start drawing one up, man. Douglas the shit-eating bear. We should make a cartoon. Next time you go to an outhouse,

I think you should double-check what's down below. Everybody's double-checking now, man. Fuck. Well, there's people that hide in there, too. Weirdos hide in there and look up at you. Yeah. I would freak me out. That happened in a national park down somewhere in Montana

or somewhere. They found there was a guy down there because a lady or I think it was a lady sat down to have whatever you called it. Yeah.

Pupino or Pierino. And she was sitting there and she noticed there was light light coming up to her legs like a flashlight yeah she got up

and fucking peeked in and saw a guy with a flashlight and he darted away it was a great big hole under there he was down under there

peeking with his flashlight he needs to be beat yeah he needs well he needs counseling he needs counseling well yeah that too he needs to be beat. Yeah, he needs. Well, he needs counseling. He needs counseling. Well, yeah, that too.

He needs to go for an evaluation. And apparently they did catch him. And apparently what he was doing, he was getting right under there and letting it go on his face. He thought it was great. That's a weird one. Time of his life. He was having the time of his life in there. Couldn't get better for him.

Yeah, he does need counseling oh yeah he's got some serious seconds he's got psychological issues no question he likes strangers pissing on his face all day not once or twice all day he was spending in there he was back yes he had a lunch in there cooler and he'd sit down and have his lunch, and then he'd get back to work. Fuck, that is weird, man. That is weird, man. Yep. I wonder if he knows Douglas.

The shit-eating bear. Yeah, they should be buddies. Yeah, could bring him in, season two. Yep. I think his name was Carl. Creepy Carl. Creepy Carl and Douglas the shit-eating bear. And then maybe they go, maybe it's a buddy movie.

They take a trip across America. What the fuck would those two be together? Well, they could be stopping in all the outhouses in the different parks, taking turns. So first, Creepy Carl would have to let his stuff happen, and then the shit-eating bear would get to take a chunk. Well, he'd clean him up. No, he'd clean him up. Clean his face off. I don't know, man.

Sooner or later, you think Dougie should fucking get Creepy Carl. Maybe Creepy starts creeping on Dougie. And Dougie looks down and is like, Carl, what the fuck? So you think Douglas kills Carl in the end? I think Douglas could do something to him. Maybe take a chunk out of him. Yeah. Weird

dark after dark so far. That's not a good kid's book though. No, it's more of a horror movie. The adult version. Well, here's something that sounds like it's more of a horror movie, I think. The adult version. That's a horror movie. Well, here's something that sounds like it's out of a weird book. This Indonesian woman, she claims her daughter was fathered by a blast of wind.

I heard about that. Yeah. Load wind. I don't know. She said she was late. No, but then she had the baby like an hour later. She was lying face down

and she felt a gust of wind enter her vagina. And then she went to the hospital. 60 minutes later, gave birth to a 6.4 pound baby girl. Oh, so she only,

she was only pregnant for an hour, she figures. Yeah. A few minutes later, she went into labor after the wind hit her. She's got issues, too. She needs somebody. She needs a bit of education, number one. Yeah.

She needs to be deprogrammed, despookified, because she thinks she got a wind baby. If I was a doctor, my first question would be, did you have sex like nine months ago maybe? No, I didn't. I've been totally fine up until an hour ago when the wind got in there. What if it isn't true? It's Ricky.

There's no way that could happen. There could be a special type of wind over in Indonesia. No. It would have to blow a baby into her, Ricky. There's no way that could happen. There could be a special type of wind over in Indonesia. Nope. It would have to blow a baby into it, Ricky. You can't grow a baby in 60 minutes. The science does not support that theory. I'm sorry

to say. Unless it was a super seed and a super sperm. No such thing. Science, Ricky. Not an alien. It was an alien. It was an alien wind. Well, that's, I mean, you know, then you're into hypotheticals. The science does not support it.

That's what I'm telling you. This should... What the science does support is that I'm getting a good jag on here because my blood alcohol level's going up. Couldn't they test their DNA? Half wind? Wind doesn't have DNA. See, they should test the DNA

and then run it against you know, criminals in the database. See if, I don't know what I'm talking about, but DNA is a good place to start to prove that it's not a wind baby. I don't think it's possible.

It's not possible, man. It'd be cool if it was though. You'd have to be very careful. You wouldn't wanna, yeah. You wouldn't wanna be going out in a windstorm. You'd end up with triplets. Yeah, you wouldn't wanna spread, yeah. You wouldn't want to be going out in a windstorm. You'd end up with triplets. Yeah. You wouldn't want to spread your ass cheeks either.

Next thing you know. It's called cryptic pregnancy. Next thing you know what, Ricky? Blasting 60 minutes later a baby out of your arse. It's cryptic, man. An arse baby. I don't know. What's the difference between the wind going up a vagina and the wind going up an arse?

Well, I don't know. See, again, there's no science to really speculate. But I think if you had a wind baby, I think it would have to blow the entire baby in there fully pre-made. You know, which would be, that's got its own problem. That sort of makes sense. But that's got its own problem. That sort of makes sense. But that's got its own set of problems. Well, if there was a tornado in the area and it picked a baby up out of fucking one house and blasted it up another woman's vagina,

it could happen. I think you've solved the problem. There's no tornado. Fired one in there. Or a hurricane. No, but it couldn't. Tsunami. It couldn't live in there for an hour.

It would die. It's not hooked up. It's not breathing through the thing and everything. It's just in there. Typhoon? No, man. You're not getting it. It didn't happen.

She was lying. She was banged and then she didn't realize she was pregnant. She might not have been lying. She might not have even known. Yeah, it's called cryptic pregnancy. I was trying to tell you that. What if it was just a way to not get caught cheating? That is another... Her husband's like, what the fuck? How the fuck did you get pregnant? I've been out hunting wild beasts for a year and now you're pregnant?

Wind baby. It was the wind, baby. It was the wind baby. It was the wind. February 26th is not a very exciting day. Remember that nice song by Rita? No. Oh yeah, yeah, yeah. Rita McNeil.

Oh yeah. I am the wind. She was a lovely lady, Rita. It's not really great party tunes though, huh? No, it's not a party tune. I am the wind. She was a lovely lady, Rita. It's not really great party tunes, though, huh? No, it's not a party tune. It's a nice, calm song by Rita. Nice, you can hear the tones in her voice.

It's not a party song. You could do a metal version of it, though. She never did one, but... That'd be cool. February 26, 1983, Thriller went to number one and stayed number one for 37 weeks. You're fucking right it did. That's a long fucking run. Thriller! Thriller night!

I would have to think that Mr. Jackson probably made a lot of money off of that. Do you think, Ricky? Jesus, Murphy. You're a dumb man. Hundreds of millions of dollars. Think of all the stuff we bought. Just us.

Jackets and gloves. I had all, I wonder where all my Thriller gear is. Remember Julian started using hair food in his hair? Make it all oily and curly? No, I don't. It's gross stuff. Just green slimy shit, man. Maybe I do remember that.

Nobody had the jacket like me, though. Your jacket was cool back in the day. Julian had the glove. But you just wore it too long, man. You wore it for years. Yeah, but it was... It was cool for like a year. Solid. One solid year.

But three years, man? No, but I was just showing my loyalty. Trailer! On this day in 1829, one of Julian's favorite people got bored. Levi Strauss. Creator of the blue jeans. Nice.

He was how long ago? 1829, so he's pretty fucking old. Almost 200 years ago. Still going. Still giving her. 1829, 1929, 2029. Yeah, almost 200 years. Fuck.

Wish I could live that long. He's not alive. He's dead, man. He's dead. He still buys fucking clothes. Yeah, but he's not... How does that work? It's a company.

He doesn't make them. They're called Levi Strauss Jeans. Yeah. His. No. Yeah, his company. He probably sold the company years ago. Like in the 1800s. Fuckin' man. Man had a nice pair of pants, didn't he?

He did. 501s, button fly. You know a lot about Levi's, man. What? 501s? I could never afford the 501s. I like the red taps. I always wanted a pair of 501s, button fly. All the cool kids had them, but I couldn't afford the 501s. I liked the red taps. Those, I always wanted a pair of 501s, button fly. All the cool kids had them, but I couldn't afford them. I had the GWG scrubbies. Junior, when did you switch?

Did you ever switch to Levi's? You used to wear those Wranglers. I didn't wear Wranglers, man. What were the French ones you wore? Oh, there was those fucking Edwin ones. Everybody wore Edwins. I couldn't afford the Edwins. I had the G-Dub scrubs.

They never fades. You wash them a thousand times, they're still dark blue. 99 years later, in 1928, I think, Fats Domino was born. Nice. He was good, man.

Blueberry Hill, Domino's Pizza. Fucking crazy. Yeah, he makes mean pizza. Great pizza. Pat's Domino makes a mean pizza. What do you like better, his music or his pizza? His music. Yeah, me too. His pizza's actually not incredible.

I found my pizza on Pepperoni Hill. It's weird that he sang Blueberry Hill, but he never made a blueberry pizza. That is weird. More than a good dessert pizza. Pizza. Blueberry pizza wouldn't be good. If you made a pizza dough and you put frosting on it and then cover it with fucking blueberries. I don't know.

You're probably right, actually. Garb. 1932, Johnny Cash. One of your favorites. Love Johnny Cash. Let's get fucking partying for Johnny. Let's party up for Johnny. Let's listen to Johnny Cash all fucking night.

I'm done. Why'd you wait till right the end to tell me that listen to Johnny Cash all fucking night. I'm done. Why'd you wait till right to the end to tell me that it was Johnny Cash first? And Fats Domino's. They were born on the same day.

And we're gonna order Domino's pizza and chicken wings. Fuck. Perfect, let's do it. And I'm gonna DJ and I'm gonna... And we're gonna all wear

Levi jeans. And I'm gonna make a mashup. Fats Cash we're gonna listen to all day. Johnny Domino's.