Trailer Park Boys Presents: Park After Dark - Episode 47 - French, Tits, Left And Right

Episode Date: April 19, 2021

Get learnt on the latest Park After Dark! The Boys study the geometrical orientation of tits, find out how the Wright brothers' plane is on Mars, and solve the mystery of 'Le Cochon Stupide'. Also: Julian reports on the greasiest news stories from around the worldy pipe!

I got my shirt on boys. Awesome. That's great. Do you know where this was Ricky? I haven't seen this shirt in years. You know where I found it? Where? It was in between your mattresses. I think I put it in Where? It was in between your mattresses. I think I put it in there to press it fucking years ago and forgot about it. You might want to wash it. Oh, I did. I washed it.

But the old rock mount with the eagle on the back. Check out that eagle, Julian. Yeah, that's pretty cool, buddy. How about that? What's wrong back there? What do you mean? Why is everybody so glum? Just busy, bud.

Doing what? Just trying to fucking get motivated here, buddy. Motivated? Motivated. I'll motivate you. Fucking firecracker right up your hoop, that'll motivate you. That'll hurt, Bubbs. That's not motivation. That'll get you jogging.

What are you doing, Ricky? Just pissed off still. Why? I want whoever did that to fucking apologize or I'm not doing anything today. Did what? Called me a name. Julian, who the fuck called him a name? Who called you a name?

One of you guys. When? He wrote it on my paper. Thought that I wouldn't understand it, but I do know a bit of French. What the fuck is he talking about? What are you talking about, Ricky? Which one of you guys called me a stupid pig? A stupid pig?

Or cochon stupide, as it says on my paper. Cauchon? I know what that means. What the fuck is he talking about? At first I thought it said coaching. I'm like, what the fuck is this? Coaching pig.

Somebody wrote cauchon stupide on my paper, which means stupid pig or dumb pig. Cauchon stupide. Ricky, that's your handwriting. You wrote that, you fucking stupid idiot. No, I did not.

Yes, you did. That's not my writing. I don't even know French. That's not my writing. I don't think that's French. Call Sean stupid. You wrote it, Ricky. Why would I write that about myself?

Maybe you didn't write it about yourself. Maybe you wrote it about somebody else. So you guys didn't do that? Because I've been fucking pissed off for two hours thinking that you guys think I'm a dumb pig. Is that what that means? Are you sure that means a dumb pig? Pig, stupid? I don't think a cauchon is a pig, is it?

Put it into the machine. Let's get to the bottom of it. Okay, just a second. Ricky, I think you wrote that yourself. You might have been thinking about something else high and you... If one of you guys did write it, would you apologize? If I wrote it, I would, but I didn't write it. Unless you were doing something stupid.

I mean, there's a difference. Ricky, I've called you way worse than a stupid pig, though. So have I, man. Why is that one hitting home so hard? Just the combination of, you know, I'm feeling like, lazy and just dumb. It's a hard one, man. But you don't care that you're lazy and dumb Do you?

Well, I don't consider it lazy and dumb Did you look it up? I'm just, okay Look at him That's for pig Pig Boom No, man, it's not even close Okay, well Friends for pig, pig. Boom.

No, man, it's not even close. Okay, well. Put Cauchon stupide into the fucking translator. Just like, this is what it is. Okay, some fucking volume going here. All right, this is it. Friends for pig. Tree. Tree. Tree. Tree. Tree.

Tree. Tree. Tree. T-R-U-I-E. We need to know what cochon is. Stick. Oh, fuck, okay. Stick cochon in there. You know what?

What? As a noun, le cochon is a pig hog or a swine. So I'm a stupid swine or a pig or a hog. But you wrote it, though, man. So you know what? If you were able to figure that out because I had to look it up, that makes you smart. So it cancels itself totally out. You're right.

No shit, I'm right. All right, we can begin. I didn't even know it was a cochon, man. We can begin. Le cochon. Stupid. Le couchon stupide. Okay, right on. Okay.

Now we know how to say it in French, at least. Le couchon, man. You're right, that is smart. Fuck, France is smart. We're in fucking French today. I'm not even gonna remember this. Perk after dark. Welcome. We had a bit of a slow start. I was pissed off, but now I'm really smart. Fuck, Francis is smart. We're in fucking French today. I'm not even gonna remember this. Perk after dark. Welcome.

We had a bit of a slow start. I was pissed off, but now I'm feeling smart and better. I'm Bubbles. That's Julian and that's Stupid Pig right there. I am unstupidly now and no longer piggish. What's up with the intro? I'm Bubbles. This is Julian.

I just wanted to say he's a stupid pig. Okay, alright. You missed that part, didn't you? That was a smart move. Okay, Leon. Who? Leon. Leon?

The professional. Who? Leon, the professional. Who the fuck are you talking about, man? The movie. Oh, the guy with Who the fuck you talking about, man? The movie. Oh, the guy with the little brown glasses? Yeah. He had a toque, didn't he? Just like you.

Leon. Isn't that his name, Leon? Oh, I gotta look this up, man. You know who you look like? You look like the guy that does this with the salt on his arm. You're good at it, man. You look like the muscular salt bae. Mm-hmm. He's got salt on his arm. You're good at it. You look like the muscular salt bag.

Do you know who I mean, Ricky? The salt guy? He cooks the meat and he does all this crazy meat cooking and then he just grabs a handful of salt and he sprinkles it on but it goes down his forearm. What's up with that fucking guy anyway? He's the meat guy. He's famous. Like, is he making lots of money off that shit?

Well, he owns a bunch of restaurants around the world, but he was on Saturday Night Live last week. No, he wasn't. Well, he wasn't, but they did a... No, it was actually him, I think. So you do a little salt, and it goes down your arm, collects a bunch of piss molecules. That's what I'm not liking about it.

And goes in your fucking meal? Kind of, yeah. But he does crazy stuff, Ricky. With the knife, he's right good. He throws the meat out. Oh, yeah, I think I know that guy. And he cooks, like, what's it called? Gold-plated steaks.

What does that mean? I don't know, but he's got gold steaks. Gold-flaked, isn't it? Gold-flaked, or know but he's got gold stakes gold flaked isn't it gold flaked or i guess it's not gold play gold plate it'd be a little rough be tough to chew tough one man gold played it rare here's a nice little tidbit you might want to know next time you're dealing with a call center unless there's's music playing, those motherfuckers only have you on mute. When they say, can you hold on a second? You're like, yeah.

And you're like, fucking Jesus. Motherfuckers. Why the fuck do I got to be put on hold right now? Do you care at all? They can hear every word of it. Yeah, but do you care? You'd say that to them anyway. Well, it depends if it was like a nice, sweet old lady or something.

So what are you doing? You're not a nice sweet old lady or something. So what are you doing? They're making coffee or something? I don't know what the fuck they're doing, but if there's music on, they can't hear you. That means they're talking to somebody else. You're just on mute. But what if they just got a little radio and they're just playing it? Then you're hearing music, but you're still not on silent mute. They can still hear mute. So I guess you just always assume they can fucking hear you.

Yes, you should. And sometimes, you know what, you're right, I'm glad they fucking hear me getting pissed off because I shouldn't be on Goddamn Hold after waiting fucking 28 minutes to talk to a fucking person. Salt and pepper for your drink? The left breast, I believe, is the pepper. Are you sure? I got that for reccy at the value village. This one's got three. Three means pepper, right? Two means salt? Only if you fill it that way.

Good luck. That's the weird thing about tits, though. Like, girls lay on their back like this. Fuck. That's the weird thing about tits though. Like girls lay on her back like this. Where's the left breast? What? To me, this guy. But to her, see how confusing that is? Oh Ricky, where's the right arm?

Where's that located? It's the same fucking thing. Is it, though? Yes. Yes. But if you're looking at that as a picture... It's the left side of the picture, but the person in the picture, their left is still on their left.

You have to imagine you're them. See, you have to imagine you're her, laying on your back with your boobs there. There's my left boob. Right? I guess so. It's still a bit confusing. It's not. You're right-handed. Someone you write with, right?

That means that that's your right tit. Yeah, but if you're looking at me right now, where's my right tit? It's on your right side. So you guys are good at this. We're learning shit today boys. French, tits. You're right, man. Left and right.

Sides. Peppers, salt. Front, back. Yeah. Ass. What ass was it? We didn't talk about that yet, did we? Are we going to?

We usually do. Usually comes up. Ass, yeah. What can we learn about an ass? Speaking of ass, who's that fellow working out? That's not, that's the Leon guy, man. I found that if you're right. Who was ass? Apparently.

Boys, I'm getting a good snap on here. Hoo! So you know how you like to hunt sand squanches? Yes, I don't like it, but yes. Would you ever consider hunting a werewolf? Because I guess they do exist. Oh, I'd hunt a fucking werewolf if I had to. In the Yorkshire woods, where are those at?

That's in Overcross Pudding Lane. I guess this guy, Colin Keelty, he's been hunting werewolves for 30 years, he fucking saw one, and he's like, no one believed him because he didn't have a phone or camera with him, and he's been hunting for 30 years, so he didn't find that fucking thing. Maybe it was just a wolf. What makes a good dog?

He thought it was a deer, and then it stood up on two legs and he was like holy fuck. He said it was bigger than a dog. Had a face like a person. But that doesn't mean it's a werewolf. Animals can stand on their back legs. My kitties do it all the time. Well, since then a woman saw the same fucking thing.

It might have been trying to see over a tree or something and it just stood up like that. It's not a kangaroo. No, but it can stand up, Ricky. Animals, my kitties can do it. One of my kitties can walk upright, length of a football field, and carry a little suitcase. I've never seen a fucking deer stand up on its...

They do it all the time. Go fucking go at that, man. Yes, you go put fucking deer piss on your face and go out in the woods and you'll see a deer stand up. It'll fuck you up, man. Bash your fucking teeth in. But it doesn't have a head like a man. Oh, it had a man head.

Oh, that's different. That's a weird animal, man. Well, that's the part you left out, Ricky. That's a big factor. If it's got a man's head and a wolf body and it's staying on its back legs, that's much different. Could be just a costume too, man. Those are fucking running into one of those. It could have been a Halloween costume.

And you know what he was going out as? What? A werewolf. Yeah, but why would it run around on four legs? That'd be uncomfortable. No, but why would it run around on four legs? That'd be uncomfortable. No, just for the effect. There's people that do that. We had it on Park After Dark.

Oh, yeah, the horse lady. The lady, yeah. She thought she was a horse. She's doing jumps and everything, man. She was what? She was flying around on all fours. She was running on all fours and she could jump over things. She's quite agile.

So you throw a fur coat on her. It's late at night. You're wasted. You see that coming at you. Oh, she went by with a fur coat on? What a fun time she'd be. Games you could play. What do you mean?

What kind of games could you play with her? Oh, you know, The Hunt. Oh, my God. The Hunt. I don't even want to know what that is. Oh, man, this is a fucked up headline. Carnival worker arrested after butt-dialing his friend while having sex with his dog and recording the act.

Oh, yeah. But he was fucking his German shepherd. And he worked at a carnival? That's a shocker. Carnival. Maybe that's the cruise, man. Carnival cruise. Oh.

On the ship? He's 54. So what was he doing? He was... Teeing off on his dog. Teeing off. And his fucking... He butt-dialed his work, and it went on and recorded the whole thing.

On the answering machine? Yeah. That's a pretty big fuck-up. How did they figure it out? Was it a lot of barking? I think the dog liked it, actually. He... Oh, man, he also had a fucking chihuahua.

But police say he did not... He wasn't banging a little chihuahua. He did not bang that dog. Jesus Christ. Yeah, right. I bet you he did other things with him. Like what? A world?

Like what? What else? Tom Gisole or something? Like action, you know? So did he just call them or was it a video call? He butt dialed it. I think he video dialdialed it. Oh, my Jesus.

Could they see him doing it? Yes, man. He was probably, yes. But the phone wasn't in his pocket then. It was videotaping him banging a dog and he said it to his wife? I don't know the whole story, man. So he was like accidentally holding it up like this? He allegedly butt-dialed a friend.

His voicemail recorded him having sexual relations with his german shepherd so the dog the dog was probably making some noises yeah the dog must make noise and he must have been saying something to the dog like take that jeremy jeremy yeah he must have been talking to it, talking through the moves. I'm just going to get your little paws up here. Jesus, man. Oh, Jesus. That's fucking weird shit, isn't it? Like, who does that?

Weirdos. Stop wagging your tail. It's chafing my belly. Oh, Ricky. Imagine fucking hanging over the... Do you think those are the types of things that was recorded? I don't know. There must have been some obvious dog talk.

Stop wagging your tail. Just going to get your tail out of the way here. Make more room. Jesus, man. Oh, my Jesus, Murphy. You know when you... Ricky, you know that feeling you get when you sleep in and you wake up and you see the time and you're like, oh, my God, I slept in.

You know that feeling? Yes, yeah. Imagine the feeling you get when you're like, oh, fuck, I recorded me fucking the dog and sent it to work. Yeah. That's not a, I bet you you got the sinking feeling then, eh? Yeah. Like that?

I wake up and I slept in, I see the time, I'm like, yes. Yeah. I wake up when I slept and I see the time, I'm like, yes. Yeah, I guess that was a bad example. I wouldn't be like, yes, I just banged my dog and work has the recording. No, that'd be an embarrassing one. So that's kind of cruel. More than embarrassing, Ricky.

It's like- It's kind of cruel to the dog. Kinda. I mean, you said the dog liked it, but. I didn't to the dog. Kind of. I mean, you said the dog liked it, but... I didn't say the dog. I don't know if the fucking dog liked it or not. He's probably going to need counseling. Well, it's a German Shepherd. Are the things not attacking you? Yeah, but you don't know. He might

have, you know... Jesus, Murphy, that dog's probably not all right in the head. No. Hopefully he doesn't run away. He'll start trying to force people to bang him all over the place. Don't know if that'll happen, man. Oh, Ricky. Well, if you think that's cruel, there's this fucking nail technician down in California,

and she put fake nails on her dog. Is that cool or is that cruel? That's fucking stupid, man. Don't do that shit. Don't do that. The dog wasn't born with the fucking things. He doesn't want them on there. Because it fucks up his balance and everything. He's not used to it.

It'd be cool if he could get like, he was like a little tap dancer. Tap out of some song. Well, that would be cool, but it's never gonna happen. So you'd never put fake nails on your kitties? No, I wouldn't. I did it one time. Just not permanent. Just sorta just tacked them on there with a little bit of double-sided tape just to see what they'd look like. But I would never, like, affix them on there where they wouldn't come off. That's fucked up. I put big eyebrows on one too one time.

What about dyeing the animal's hair? Like pink and purple and shit. No, I would do it with like a natural. I wouldn't put a bunch of chemicals on my kitty, but, you know, I'd use some whatever. Hairspray? No. Like Halloween stuff? No, that stuff. No, I wouldn't some whatever. Hairspray? No, Ricky. Halloween stuff? No, that stuff, no, I wouldn't do that.

Oh, I just had a flashback of the smell of Halloween spray paint. Was it a good flashback? Like, got you high? No, Ricky, just remembered what it smelled like. I wonder what's the best paint to get the highest with. We should do an experiment. No, we shouldn't.

What's the best glue? A stain maybe? I don't know. Don't get him thinking about this. Now he's gonna be down at the hardware store fucking huffing paint. We gotta fucking try something new, boys. No, man.

For a change. Don't be huffing paint. What is, oh, it's fucking April the 16th already. Wow. This year is going by fast. Speaking of nails, did you hear about that Ayanna Williams? She's, uh, I can't even read this. I don't know where she's from. She finally cut her fucking nails after almost 30 years.

Gross. Yeah. How long were they? 24 feet long. I don't know where she's from. She finally cut her fucking nails after almost 30 years. Gross. Yeah. How long were they? 24 feet long. No, they weren't. Yeah. 24 feet?

It was fucking pretty gross, yes. They couldn't be. Oh, yeah. There's pictures of her. Was she married? She's in the Guinness Book of Worldly Records. What was she doing? How would she function?

It'd be weird doing some stuff. Be very carefully, man. But you couldn't do anything. You couldn't drive a car. You couldn't go anywhere. She's driving a car. She's got to be. With 24-foot-long fingernails. They must...

Where are they? You know how heavy they'd be? She couldn't just do this. Well, she's got the, you know, she's gripping onto the steering wheel and has the fucking nails down the front dash there. That'd be easy. But they're not flexible. There's got to be a bit of a give to them, man.

It'd be hard to put on a shirt. Because they grow like that, don't they? Well, they curl up, but I think she actually had them all fucking epoxied out. Like a fucking little fuck. It was weird. Why would you do that? Well, they go like this, do they? I thought they were 24 feet straight out.

Well, I think that they were when they got measured. They curl up. Look her up. What the fuck's her name? Ayanna Williams. Ayanna. If they were 24 feet straight out, you could never function.

N-N-A. N-N-A. Williams. Williams. She's. N-N-A. N-N-A. Williams. Williams. She's fucking here, man. Look. Okay. She probably wouldn't be able to give up many handies.

Or maybe she could. Yeah, good point. Little tickle accent. Some fucking freaks out there. Just love it. Oh, Jesus, boys. Come on. So why are we talking about her?

Did she die? No, I just wanted to see a picture. It was fucking a sack of freaks. But why are you talking about her? Did she cut them? Did you say? She cut them finally, yeah. Oh, fuck.

There's not much of a curl. They come down like that. Yeah. What the fuck? Let me see the fucking things. I can't see that. It's too small. Those are small?

Look at the size of those fucking things. They're not 24 feet long. Oh, what is wrong with this person? What in the serious fuck is wrong with her? She's got some nice painting skills, though. I mean, at least they're not funky looking. They're not 24 feet. She's got 24 feet of nails, maybe.

Oh, so 24 feet total. I thought each one was 24 feet long. That's what I thought, too. No, so 10, 24 divided by 10, they're all like 2.4 feet. No, I think they're longer than that. No, they look about 2.4 feet. Yeah, they're looking like they're three feet, man. I don't fuck it all.

Maybe she's four feet tall. Maybe she's a tiny person. I wonder how she feels without them now. Probably when. Holy fuck, why didn't I cut these cocksuckers off 29 and a half years ago? You think it'd be heavy enough to keep you in shape, though? Maybe some benefits? No, man, there's no fucking way.

You couldn't do anything. She's like, walking around like this, she looks like a creature. Right. You couldn't have a balloon party. No. It'd be weird just trying to pick shit up. You'd be like, fuck, how do I get in here? How would she wipe her ass?

I was thinking of the same thing. How? She probably has a bidet. Bidet. Even if you had a bidet, Ricky, you got to dry it off. No, I think it does all the built-in fucking suction and blowers and the thing. Suction? I don't think there's a suction part to a bidet, Ricky.

You'd be a rich man if you could come up with it. Yeah. Well, isn't that something? You could choose either tongue or mouth. Oh, we got to see her get the fucking things cut off. Holy fuck. See, Jordan. If you need some encouragement,

I know a lot of females that can encourage you. She's growing. And that's beautiful. Here she goes. Okay, here we go. Oh, they're gonna take, they're using a Dremel. Okay, I'm gonna go right here.

Jesus Christ. I'm just crazy now. Ah, ah, what a sound. oh my gosh you want to see it no why are you getting hurt not I'm not getting hurt, man. This is gross. It's fucking gross looking, man. What did she do with them? Just spit them on the floor?

I don't know. Probably sold them. All right, fast forward. Let's go to the end. She could make an NFT out of them. I bet she sold them. It's medicine. It's medicine.

Medicine. What kind of shit are you playing? Here, we put in a little eye of Newt. A little nail of a mama. Whatever her name was. Yeah, I don't know what's going on here now. I can't get to the end. Oh, wait.

I don't, we don't need to see the end. No. We're done with that one. I wonder if she went like this, though she was finished. We're moving on. That's what I would have did. See, look at that, I got a bandage on. She'd have to be careful though, moving her digits after that. Like, she moved her thumb too quick because it's so light now,

it might just fly right off or dislocate. Yeah. Weird. Weird time. I think she's got more problems than that to worry about, Ricky. Like, going to the psychiatrist to find out why the fuck she grew her fingernails for 30 years. Yeah. Weird. Weird time. I think she's got more problems than that to worry about, Ricky. Like going to the psychiatrist to find out why the fuck she grew her fingernails for 30 years. That should be step one.

Yeah. Go to the psychiatrist. Something caused it. Yeah. She had detachment issues. Get it? No, man, it wasn't funny. Maybe she couldn't afford nail clippers and she didn't like to bite her nails.

That's how it began. Possibly. And she's like, fuck, I came this far. Holy shit. And the Arizona man was shooting at the moon high on marijuana. You mean that, oh, there was more to it than that. You've just got to be, you've done that fucking all kinds of times. I could see you drunk, but not just high on marijuana.

You're just like, you're at peace with the moon. You're like, right on, moon. You're not going to try to kill him. Well, maybe it was just a stone thing. I wish know, maybe I'm gonna fucking shoot this it's just gonna go drop right down on the moon That's a good. That's a good metal song Shoot at the moon Shoot at the moon. It's gotta be a metal song or any bark at the moon I think Ozzy there was more to it different drugs or at least alcohol. Me too. I'm calling bullshit.

Or some hallucinogenics. Did you see the footage of that fucking tree outside the Wisconsin high school that got hit by lightning? Holy fuck! Do not take shelter under a tree when thunder and lightning is coming about. Here, we could probably show it right now. Oh, wasn't that something? Fucking desecrated it. Unreal.

What a force. That's fucking scary, man. Imagine getting hit by that force. That was a big fucking tree, a lot bigger than us. It was? Except for Julian, maybe. If three of us got hit by the lightning, one of us might survive. Yeah. No, we'd be fucking toast, maybe. If three of us got hit by lightning, one of us might survive. Yeah.

No, we'd be fucking toast, boys. We might look like Rocky Dennis afterwards, though. You'd be fucked. Remember Rocky Dennis? Yeah. If we knew how to do physics, we could calculate the force of the lightning versus the force of the Julian and see how much force it would take the force of the lightning versus the force of the julien, and see how much force it would take to repel the lightning.

That's ridiculous, man. I'm not tangling with a fucking lightning bolt. It just comes down. It doesn't matter what you're made of. It hits the muscle and just deflects. It hits one of us. It hits the muscle, which is basically like an armor, plate of armor.

Shoots off in another direction. Kills a whole busload of people. I got hit by a lightning ricochet. Holy fuck, this guy got arrested for aggressive mopping. He went into this hotel, Double Tree Hotel. Did not like the way this person was mopping the floor, so he fucking grabbed the mop

and just aggressively started mopping the floor. He was so pissed off. There's somebody else that needs a psychiatrist. That was, yeah, he's on something. A psychologist.

Which one is it? Both. Yeah, both. He needs a psychiatrist who needs to consult with a psychologist. A man, 22, threw semen on Walmart shopper. Fucking Jesus, what the fuck's wrong with people? Where did he get it?

Victim felt something wet on her buttocks and thigh. Oh, somebody should punch him right in the fucking mouth. He needs a punch in the face. He does. Yeah, that's fucked up. Did he bring it with him? No. Or did he generate it at the store?

He probably generated it there. He was generated there. He couldn't fucking handle what he was seeing in front of him. But he might have brought it in a cup. This guy was 5'11", 270 pounds. Whoa, somebody should hit him with a bow door. Yeah, something. Get him down to the sporting goods section and hit him with a fucking bow door.

So he don't be throwing load on people, bud. You know that Elon Musk fella? Yes. Did you hear about Neuralink, his other company? Oh, I've already talked about Neuralink, Ricky. Fuck him. He's got a brain implant. And it teached the monkey to play pong with its mind.

I know. What? Neuralink. Can't wrap my head around that. They said it could be good for people with the paralyzed. He's going to fix people that are paralyzed. That's fucking awesome. That's fucking crazy.

Elon Musk, Neuralink. It's an implant in the brain, and the monkey was playing pong just by looking at the screen. He wasn't using the paddle. He was just going, do, do. So they're hoping that people with the paralyzed... just by looking at the screen. He wasn't using the paddle. He was just going, do, do. So they're hoping that people with paralyzed

be able to use the phone He's going to be able to fucking bypass the fucking damaged part and re-neuralink it up. He said you're eventually going to be able to record your fucking dreams.

Yeah, and then watch them. And watch them back. I thought you could do that already. That would be cool. I've had some good ones. You're going to be able to do all kinds of shit. Control things with your mind. Things that are neural linked up around the world. You can just walk up and neural link with it.

Fuck, there's a lot of people. So if you have a Wi-Fi in your... A lot of people got born on April the 16th, I'll tell you that. Wilbur Wright. Ooh, one of the Wright brothers. Oh, was he? Yeah, who do you think he was? Wright brothers, man.

I thought he was the pig in Charlotte's Web. Oh, man. That was Wilbur, I think. That was Wilbur. You know what? They got a piece of their fucking plane up in Mars right now. Yes, they do. They're going to fly the cocksucker on the drone.

The drone thing. So the plane they built, first plane ever to fly, is now going to be on Mars. It's on Mars, but it's going to fly on Mars. Charlie Chaplin got born today. He probably knew Wilbur Wright. I didn't know he was British. Charlie? Yeah.

Oh. We saw his house in Los Angeles. How does that work? We saw his house? Yeah. Where? In L.A. Did we? We saw his house. Yeah. Where? In L.A. Did we?

We did. Yes. Wasted. We didn't go in, but we saw it. Charlie Chaplin's house. Yep. Don't remember. I don't remember. Oh, you guys were more fucked than I was. That's hard to believe.

Dusty Springfield? Who? Dusty Springfield. Is that ringing? Oh, Dusty Springfield. I thought you said Jesse Springfield. Who? Dusty Springfield. Is that ringing? Oh, Dusty Springfield. I thought you said Jesse Springfield. All right. Who else?

Henry Mancini. Oh. Did the Pink Panther. Yes, he did. Ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum-ba-dum-ba-doo. Ba-ba-da-ba-doo-boom. Ba-ba-da-ba-da-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba Wanna watch the pink dancer? When Peter Sellers gets on the parallel bars and goes down the stairs? That was one of the funniest fucking scenes I've ever seen in my life. Let's go fucking watch that. Fuck he was funny. Fuck birthdays. Fuck birthdays.

That whole sequence is just fucking killer, man. Brilliant. Alright, I thought I was gonna go to bed. Now I am not. Ah, you stupid pig. See how I brought it back? Nice one, man. So was you.

It's all about the rebound. Now I know what you think of me.