Trailer Park Boys Presents: Park After Dark - Episode 89 - Let's Build a Liquor Cloud

Episode Date: April 24, 2017

Well, 4:20 was definitely a success in Sunnyvale!  Julian and Ricky went through a few ounces and are in serious need of a lung bath. The Boys chat about banging robots, Donald Trump’s film history, and the Canadian that shot down the Red Baron! Episode 89 is brought to you by the Official Trailer Park Boys Store, now selling limited edition Trailer Park Boys skateboards by Baker Boards!  

. Fuck. I am fucked, boys. I'm way more fucked. What are you doing, man? Checking your eyes, Ricky. My lungs need a bath. Well, Rick, you know what? I don't even smoke this stuff.

And I smoke joint for joint with you. For how many days? We're gonna take a day off. Two, three? Did you say your lungs need a bath? They need to be washed out. They need to be taken out? You should invent that, Ricky. Lung bath.

If you could create one of those, you would be a wealthy person. Remember Saturday Night Live years ago? Had the commercial for Lung Brush? Chris Farley, you just jam a big, it's just like a big toilet cleaner. Jam it right in your fucking lungs and pull it out and it's all covered in black. Jesus. That's what mine feel like right now, man. It's a good time, though.

How do you function like this, man? 420 was a success. Everybody is happy. Happy. So this time next year, Ricky, according to all indications, she's gonna be legal. That's what they're saying. I bet you people are dying to know your thoughts on that.

I'm gonna have to make a lot of money between now and then. Enough to never work again. So that's your goal, is it? I think it has to be. Mm-hmm. I'm not gonna smoke for a long, long time. No, we'll just drink more for a while. I'm on the booze big time.

So what's up? Did we do our, did you do your little fucking stupid thing? No, we just started talking and I don't even know if there were cameras

or not. Okay, all right. What's going on, fuckers? This is the official Trailer Park Boy podcast. Sponsored by 420.

Present at this taping is Juan Bubbles, Richard, and Juliano. Juliano. Juliano. Richard, and Juliano. Julian. Juliano. Juliano. Julian's Spanish cousin, Juliano.

Oh, welcome, Juliano. Juliano. How are you? So it's April 21st. How high am I? I can't even answer that, man. I have no idea. It's been three days.

You can't gauge it anymore? I don't know whether I'm just super tired. Ricky, give the people a recap of what happened over the last... Give them a quick overview. How much smoke, how much dope you ingested. Uh... Are you awake? You know what? My brain's not...

It's just not right yet. Something's wrong with mine, man. Man. You broke something in my head. God, we had to go through almost three ounces of some types of things. Just the two of you? Yes. A few other people here and there.

You smoked a couple cannons. Did I? I think so. Jesus. I mean, I remember being a bit fucked up, but I didn't get anywhere near into the realm. You two idiots. My brain's not quite right. You know, I almost said it was the Queen's birthday.

But that's in May, isn't it? It's the Queen's birthday? It's a month away from the Queen's birthday. So there's something to celebrate. Is it not the Queen's birthday? I'm pretty sure, like, they have a special holiday in May for her birthday. Do you want to know what happened on this day in history? Not really, but I guess I'm going to hear it anyway.

Well, you don't have to. No, tell me. Tell us, man. I don't give a fuck. In World War I, German fighter ace Baron Manfred von Richthofen shot down and killed somebody in France. Canadian pilot Arthur Roy Brown. Oh!

He's the Red Baron. Arthur Roy Brown shot down the fucking Red Baron today. I like the Red Baron. He was a legend. Manfred von Rechthoven. He was the Red Baron. Why was he a legend? He was a fucking...

He killed a whole bunch of people. That's the thing. He was good. He was fucking terrified of that guy. He was good, but guess who shot him down? Canadian. That's pretty cool. Roy Brown was up there going,

Fuck you, you dirty German bastards. Old Roy Brown. He's probably just from a trailer park. You know what something else came good from this whole thing? What? The fucking Christmas song, man, The Red Baron. That was a good song. That's a great song. That was the Charlie Brown one, is that what you mean?

Yeah, man. I like that song. Don't you think, though, Roy Brown was probably just a guy that drank at the Legion? Fucking slugging her out on Friday nights and then they threw him in a plane. He goes, fuck this German prick. I can shoot this cocksucker down and he did. He's probably scared shitless to be fighting him. He probably was, but I'm just saying,

it just sounds like he was just a... I bet you had a few drinks before you went up there, man. 1951, what happened on this day, Ricky? Uh, they landed on the moon. In 51? No. No? No, man.

They sent a monkey up in the 50s. He rocked around. Yeah. They didn't land him on the moon, though, did they? Stanley Cup, Toronto Maple Leafs beat Montreal Canadiens four games to one. Wow. Toronto won the Stanley Cup. Is that the last time they won one?

Doesn't happen very often. Could be. Heartbreak Hotel becomes't happen very often. Could be. Heartbreak Hotel becomes number one in 56. Nice tune. Well, since my baby lived, I found a new place to dwell. Holy fuck, Julian. What? Tony Danza was born today.

Who's the boss? He was? Yeah. The Beatles met the Rolling Stones today for the first time in 1963. I thought they would have met before that. I wonder what the first things they said to each other were. Hey, what's going on? Rolling Stones, eh? Hey, Beatles?

Hey, we're the Beatles. Hey, the Beatles. Well, we're the Rolling Stones. Great to meet you. Great to meet ya. Great to meet you, too. Let's get drunk. Who's got the drugs? They definitely got banged up that day.

Just, can you, what kind of shit would they have been on? I might not know what love is, John Lennon. Uh... I'm Forrest Gump. I just realized my fetal sounded like Forrest Gump. Did just realized my Beatles sounded like Forrest Gump. Did we talk about Anthony Quinn being born today? So is there anything more to the story than me? For the first day, did they get all banged up?

I would think they did. I mean, the Beatles wrote their first hit for them right after that. I Wanna Be Your Man. Didn't they all end up in bed together? The Beatles and the Rolling Stones never ended up in bed together. Somebody did. Mick was doodling or playing around with somebody. Well, there's a rumor of that, but nobody ever proved it. Oh, okay. I thought that was a rumor.

What was the rumor? Just that Mick went through the swinging door the other way. He was teeing off on someone. Yeah, maybe. I don't like to promote rumors, so... Ah, whatever. Who cares? The one-pound coin was introduced in the United Kingdom. Man, get some exciting shit coming here. This is like a fucking...

Yeah, man, this is putting me to sleep. After 37 weeks, Thriller's knocked off the fucking album number one by Footloose. That's pretty big news. That was a good fucking album. Which one? Footloose. It wasn't better than Thriller. Must have been a tug of war.

After 37 fucking weeks? You think Footloose was up there 37 weeks? Thriller was way, way better than Footloose, man. Come on. Two different categories. Everybody, everybody get loose. That was a good fucking album. You remember that song, Ricky?

Everybody cut, everybody cut. Everybody cut, everybody cut. Everybody cut, everybody cut. Everybody cut footloose. You know what, now I think that, I don't think I like that song anymore. No, Thriller is way better. Remember how terrified you used to get

in the Thriller video? Oh, my fuck. I had tear-nares. Or tear-nares. What are they called? Tear-nares? Nightmares. Night-tears.

Nightmares. Night-tears. Fuck. You watch that video once and you almost shit yourself. That's where The Walking Dead, they wrote the whole series based on that video I heard. I don't believe that, but that's... I don't believe that. Possible.

Possible. Oh, yeah, 1986. Geraldo Rivera opened up Al Capone's safe and found jack shit. That was a fucking disappointing. I remember watching that. Oh, we all got drunk. Super hyped.

I thought there was going to be at least, you know, a bunch of... I don't know. I thought Jimmy Hoffa would be in it or something. No, I thought he'd have at least some bullets or something. You know what I mean? Nothing. Yeah. Not a fucking thing.

A bunch of cash, maybe some booze. Gold. Some jewelry. Capone cleaned her out, took everything he owned. He said there's probably going to be some stupid fucking big mustache fucking idiot going to open my safe on TV in about 100 years. He should have just left a note and said, ha ha, fuck you. That would have been cool.

Signed it. Capone. That would have been good, Rick. Timothy Leary and Gene Roddenberry's ashes got launched into space. Okay, are you going to get some good shit? I got way better shit. Okay, well, this was handed to me, so I'm trying to make it, you know.

It's like watching the news when nothing happens. Okay, Ricky, you take over the fucking helm, and I just was handed that paper. I don't want to read that one, but you hate dirty fucking monkeys, so I guess you can talk about it. Oh, I read about this. Poop-flinging chimp at the John Ball Zoo hits grandma in the face.

Did you see this video? No, man. I've been telling you guys about dirty-ass, stinky little monkeys for years and how fucking dirty they are. And you guys are like, oh, monkeys are cute. You watch this video. He's up there. He's jumping up and down all excited, and there's people in the stands watching,

and he reaches down, shuts in his hand, and goes like that, and it sticks right on Grandma's nose. Oh, that's fucked. I'm not even joking. It doesn't just, like, graze her. He hits her right in the face with a log, and it's stuck right on the end of her fucking nose. Does she puke? Is there a video of it?

No, she's just looking around confused, and her kids are going, Grandma! Grandma! Oh, my God! Nana! Should we show the videos or are you too fucked? No, show the video. Show the video of the dirty little fucker. Oh, man, that was fucked. See that? And did you see the scale image?

Poor grandma. Yeah. Right on her. It's disgusting. Poor Nana, or whatever they call her. Nana didn't deserve that. She went to the beginner table. I don't understand how Nana didn't get sick.

How did she not? Well, she probably, I don't think she even knew what happened. Maybe she liked it, man. At first, she liked it. Well, yeah, there's people at this park here, man. What do you think? She's an old German porn star that's in the shit flag? She, who knows?

What would her name be? Man of shit knows, I suppose. Shit knows. I don't know. But, Bubs, here, in this park here, people are paying $145 to scoop up polar bear poop out of the cage. Polar bear shit.

For what? What do they do with it? $140, they just clean it up. Here you go, get in the cage, clean up the shit. With the polar bears still in there? No, man. The polar bears aren't there. Do they get to keep it? Well, I don't know if they get to keep it.

Man, I'm confused. That's what people are doing, man. So people are paying someone to clean the polar bear shit, or they're paying these people to clean the polar bear shit? People are paying a fee to get in there and clean it up. Here, I'd like to sign up

for the polar bear shit cleaning job. There's, I'll pay you $145 for the privilege of scooping up that shit. Oh, I thought you said $140,000.

I'm like, these people aren't fucking right in the head. No, $145. And the polar bears is right on the other side of the cage watching you clean up

their pen. It's fucked. Oh, I'd do that. But you'd pay to do that. Well, not 145 bucks. Puffs. Three hours. So you're only making what?

I mean, that's good money. It's like 30 bucks an hour, 32 bucks an hour, 33. That's good money. 33 bucks. How much is it? 145 bucks? 33, 34. That's good money.

No question. But I mean. Why would you do that? Would you do that? But you're not making that. You're paying that.34. That's good money. No question. But I mean... Why would you do that? Would you do that? But you're not making that. You're paying that. Yeah. It's a weird business.

Very odd business plan. People are stupid. Hey, we need some workers here. Who wants to pay to work here? I don't get it, man. I just don't get it. Maybe we should get a polar bear. I was reading about this.

Did you hear about this fucking cocksucker in Calgary? That he strapped 100 helium balloons to his lawn chair and took it for a ride? What? Yeah. And they fined him $20,000. How far up did he get? Because it was something but an illegal aircraft or some shit. How high up did he go?

It doesn't say that. Because you can... That's a terrible fucking idea. You can fuck yourself up bad. Yeah, he was... They fined him for dangerous operation of an aircraft. Yeah, no shit. No shit.

You got no control over the fucking thing. It was back in 2015. He flew two and a half miles over Calgary. That would have been fucking awesome. In a lawn chair. We should do that. Three of us. No, we shouldn't.

Get fucking baked. Do some mushrooms. Take some liquor. We'll do four chairs. Three of us in another chair for a cooler. Same weight as us. And just fucking have at it. Tie the chairs together.

Oh, fuck boys. And go up to helium fucking. That the chairs together. Oh, fuck, boys. And go up to helium, fucking. That'd be awesome. We'd die. Ricky, people have tried that, and they go, oh, fucking miscalculated. Oh, I'm going up to 100,000 feet, Dad. Well, you could just start cutting some lines,

making it, you could control it. Well. Maybe not. You're not doing it. You're not doing it. You're not doing that, Ricky. I've seen it in cartoons for fuck's sakes. I like this headline. Romaine Calm.

Romaine? Guess what the article is about. Something about lettuce. Ah, shit. Hamilton police looking to find $45,000 worth of stolen lettuce. Why the fuck would you steal lettuce? They better find it quick. Shit. Hamilton police looking to find $45,000 worth of stolen lettuce. Why the fuck would you steal lettuce? They better find it quick.

It's not a big money maker. You're not going to go door to door and charge a buck for lettuce. No, but it could be a salad shop, and they just got their lettuce for the next two years. It'd have to be, maybe it was Subway or something. $45,000 by a fuck of a lot of lettuce. Could have been Subway. Oh, boys, they're not fucking getting in 45 grand worth of lettuce at Subway. How do you think they... No, for the whole fucking country. How do you think they can afford

to make the $5 foot long? Five. You know what? $5. $5 foot long. I'd be investigating to see if that special's coming on right now. Maybe that's their fucking game.

All right, we'll put on a special. Someone steal his fucking 45 grand worth of lettuce. If you have any tips, please contact the Hamilton Police. We should be sponsored by Subway after that little plug. We should be. If someone's coming up door to door trying to sell you lettuce, or coming to your restaurant trying to sell you lettuce, call the cops. Or lowball them.

They'll get it for a lot less. Or call the poop-flinging chimp, and he will fire some shit at somebody. Oh, man, this is a fucking good one for Julia. This fucking woman claims her body brews alcohol and had her DUI charge dismissed. What? Come on. That's not real. It is fucking real.

It's awesome. Woman claims her body brews alcohol, has DUI charge dismissed. Woman in upstate New York was charged with DUIs. Hours after her last drink, she discovered she has a rare condition where her body brews its own alcohol. Attorney says Rand tests to show that woman's blood alcohol level rose even when she wasn't

drinking. She can make booze. See, that's a superpower right there. The imaginative could do that. No, but it's a syndrome and you might have it because it says these people that have the syndrome can fucking drink unusually large amounts of liquor and they don't feel drunk.

I think you have this fucking syndrome, bud. Syndrome? Yep. There's ten people that have been diagnosed with it, and there's more people they think have it, and you're fucking one of them. It's not that uncommon. Are you kidding me? No.

Hmm. Mm-hmm. Wow. What's the syndrome called? I forget. Something dumb. Auto Brewery Syndrome. Yeah. What's the syndrome called? I forget. Something dumb. Auto brewery syndrome. Yeah, that's a dumb name.

Woman suffers from auto brewery syndrome. Fucking stupid. That is fucked up. Is there more you can make money out of this? If you want to pour yourself a drink, where do you get it? You could probably have one installed. Maybe she's got like a leg tap or a hip tap and you're just like... Bob, so that's...

No. Well, she brews it. The bruise would be stained side of you. You're not going to tap into it. She brews it. But it does... It does sound pretty cool. I didn't read what this is about, but it sounds so fucked that I thought we should investigate.

Julian, you might also like this one. What is it? Mexico invents a cloud which rains tequila. Is that real? In a bid to attract holidaymakers to sun-drenched country. Tequila cloud. The tequila-loving nation has roped in the help of an American marketing company to create the cloud and are now hoping tourists flood the country.

What the fuck are they talking about? I'm suede. I've got to read this. They've got a cloud machine? I didn't even know you could invent clouds. The Mexican tourist board has invented a cloud which rains tequila. A tourist board has invented a cloud which rains tequila. They took the cloud to an art gallery in Berlin to show it to locals this week. The alcohol-emitting cloud is programmed to dispense tequila when it is raining outside in a bid to tempt Germans to sunnier climates.

That's fucking awesome. It's a cloud. It's some kind of a... All right. Does it look like you could build something like that? It's tequila made, built into's a cloud. It's some kind of a... All right, does it look like you could build something like that? It's tequila made, built into this little cloud. Yeah, but do you think you could make a cloud machine, Bubz? I know how to make a fucking cloud, yes.

It's just temperature and pressure versus velocity. Well, let's start. Let's just kind of make a cloud. Something like that. What was that movie where it started raining hamburger meatballs? The high-tech system uses ultrasonic humidifiers which vibrate tequila at a frequency that transforms it into a visible mist. I can do that. The mist then goes into a plastic container where it mixes with vapor to form a cloud, which periodically produces alcoholic rain.

Visitors may collect tequila from beneath the cloud. I'm going to build one of those. So you could do the same thing with rum, no problem. I'm gonna build a liquor cloud. Well, let's get one fucking going. I'm gonna build a fucking liquor cloud, boys. Then we could charge admission, get people under the liquor cloud. Build a sugar cloud. I need an ultrasonic

humidifier. First thing I need. Can you build a sugar cloud for me? That's where the Skittles come from. Oh yeah? Taste the rainbow. That's how they did that. I bet you they had ultrasonic humidifier that rattles the Skittles at a temperature where they turn into a paper. You guys are fucked. Well, you said Jesus turned into a gas last week. Well, he's invisible, into a gas last week.

Well, he's invisible, but he's still fucking controlling everything, isn't he? So what else could do it? He's not controlling jack shit, Ricky. Still hope for Julian getting married, at least. Chinese man marries a robot. What? Still hope for you, buddy. This fucking weird bastard married a a robot. What? Still hope for you, buddy.

This fucking weird bastard married a sex robot. I would never marry a fucking robot. What is wrong with, he married a robot. You ever been with one? No, man. Then how do you know? A Chinese engineer has married a robot he created after failing to find a human spouse.

Zhang Jiajia, 31, an artificial intelligence expert who designs and creates robots in the Hanzhou, Xinjiang province, created the female robot at the end of last year, the Quanzhang Yingnao Evening News reported. The robot, which he named Yingying,

can identify Chinese characters and images and even say a few simple words, like, pound me harder. Zhang married his creation in a simple ceremony on Friday, according to the report. He married. No, man, that's fine. Ying Ying wore a black suit on the day,

and her head was covered with a red scarf during the ceremony. He did. Look, he's carrying her. He married a robot. That guy's fucked. I don't know. You don't knock it until you fucking try it.

You know what's going to happen to him? He's going to be, like, you know, years down the road. He's going to be banging away, and then all of a sudden, the switch is going to be flexing. He's going to be saying, hey, what the fuck am I doing? I'm fucking a robot right now. What is wrong with me? And his life is going to be destroyed after that.

Think about it, man. The honeymoon went sideways when during... Oh, they had a fight? During the consummation of the marriage, the robot shorted out and pinched Zang's wiener off. Oh, my God. He ripped his wiener off. Shorted out.

So... I just made that part up. Yeah, I thought so. It's still fucked. That could happen. You know, a drip of water goes in her gears, the next thing you know, she clamps his penis off. Is that what it's made of?

Metal? I would think she has a metal skeleton, wouldn't she? I don't fucking know. She's not just... Probably. She's not like a blow-up doll, Ricky. She's going to have to have a scaly. Scaly?

I guess she'd have to wear a dome. She'd have to wear a dome? You mean you'd have to wear a prophylactic? Yeah, or else you wouldn't want anything going in there. It could get the gears all wet or whatever. I'm sure they have that figured out. Do you mean you should blast one into her and rust out her gears?

I guess, yeah. I'm sure it comes with a little mini pressure washer. You just get it up there and spray away and get everything out of there. It probably just evaporates, wouldn't it? Bob's, that's Oh, Bob's... What? That's fucking...

That's gross, man. It just goes away, I think. It just... It's gone. It doesn't just go away. It would just evaporate. There's still traces of, you know, shit up there. Well, there's still traces in your mother, too, but nobody's sticking a high-pressure

sprayer in her. They probably should. That's real funny. Yeah, real funny, guys. They probably should. That's real funny. Yeah, real funny, guys. They probably should. Probably take 20 years off of it. She's still alive. Get some soapy water and let her rip.

Yeah, real nice. Would you bang a robot, Ricky? Definitely, he would. You know what? Okay, let me rephrase that. Have you bang a robot, Ricky? Definitely, he would. You know what? Okay, let me rephrase that. Have you banged a robot? God, no. No, I don't need to.

Have you banged anything not alive? My hand. Other than your hand, which is alive. You bang your hand or your hand... You know how it goes, don't you? But do you hold your hand still and bang it? I have. No, I change it up.

Sometimes I sit on my hand for a bit first and make it numb. What? Ricky. You make it numb? Why? So you trick yourself into thinking Somebody else is doing it Just saying You might want to try it sometime Ricky beats off more than any person

On the planet, hands down In jail In jail, man It's healthy You don't even give a fuck in jail There's nothing wrong with it Jesus Christ. Have you ever banged an inanimate object, Ricky?

Like what? Anything. I don't really know what inanimate means. Well, like a... Like a shopping bag or... A shopping bag? Okay, there's one. There's one.

Is there anything else? No, I'm just asking if that's what you're talking about. That would be considered an inanimate object. All right. Like a pie? No, but I... A dinner roll? Ever since that movie, I was tempted to try it.

Somebody else said a watermelon's really good, but never tried it. What, like a pizza dough ball? One of those? No, I should. Because then you'd have the heat. One of those military things they make out of the towel and the rubber glove? I heard about those. I've been meaning to try that.

I haven't yet, but I'll get back to you. Yeah. What the fuck are we talking about? I don't know. How we got talking? fuck are we talking about? I don't know. How we got talking? How did we get on? I don't know. How did we get on?

Because the guy rang in a robot. He married it. How did we get to that, to me banging an apple pie? I don't know. That's too hard on the brain. I don't know how we got to you banging an apple pie. I think I'm still high from yesterday night. No, yeah, we smoked a joint fucking a half hour ago, man.

Oh. We haven't stopped There has been no break No more joints For He fell asleep Passed out Just no the whole saying no more joints thing My brain was like

You know we're going to have one as soon as we're done this. Four hours. I give you fucking five minutes. I was going to say ten hours, but that's ridiculous. Five minutes. You can't go ten hours without smoking a joint. He can't go five minutes. I could if I had to, but I don't have to, so why would I?

See? Good point. All right. Are we done here? I think we're done. You didn't fucking talk about anything exciting, Julian. Oh, yeah? You're too high to over.

I'm way too high to over. Except for this artificial sun they made. You can fry any living thing in an instant. They turn it on, you're fried. Artificial sun? I can't make an artificial sun, first of all. They did. It's a short-air clamp that can create about 10,000 times the amount of solar radiation we get on the Earth.

So take that. Why did they invent that? What? Why would they invent that? I don't fucking know, man. They just made one. Holy fuck, you know what? I forgot to talk about.

What? They found another spot to talk about. What? They found another spot on fucking Jupiter. What? They found another spot on Jupiter. What the fuck are you talking about?

Well, you know the red spot. You probably don't. Jupiter has a... Yeah, I know it has a spot. I learned that in one of the schools. That's a storm. That's a...

Shut up, really? I didn't know what this sort of water was. The red spot is a storm that's twice as fucking wide as the Earth. That's been going for fucking forever. They found a second spot. It's a cold spot up on the top.

What does that mean? It's got two spots and they didn't know. It's a big deal. Why is it a big deal? What does it change? Here's the fact, lads. It's got another spot. It's got auroras. Jupiter is a gas giant. You know that, right? I knew it was gassy. It's a gas giant.

It's a hydrogen-based gas giant. Yeah. And they didn't know, but up at the top where the auroras happen and all the radiation comes off, because of all that energy being released, it fucking leaves a cold spot. At the top, I think that myself is fascinated. Apparently no one else does. Well, it's not like we're ever gonna go there, so it doesn't really mean anything. It's still a wrecky.

But I'm glad they fuckin' figured that out. Spending money fuckin' trying to figure that shit out. I'm getting a fuckin'... I'm gonna... I'm gonna find a new planet. No other fuckin' problems in the world right now could be spending that money on. People starving and shit. Yeah, you're right. Wow.

Oh, man, this is... You know what? We're gonna end with this one, I think. Donald Trump was in a weird ghost sex movie in the 1980s? Is that true? Maybe it's a different Donald Trump. The Donald is one of the only men alive who has won a Worst Supporting Actor Razzie Award for playing himself badly. Donald Trump appeared in a weird ghost sex movie in the 80s. Seriously. Maybe that was Donald Stump. No, it's not. Donald Trump was in a weird ghost sex movie in the 80s. Seriously. Maybe that was Donald Stump. No, it's not.

Donald Trump was in a weird ghost sex movie. Everyone knows about Trump's blink-and-you'll-miss-it cameo in Home Alone 2, but in 89 he had an actual part in a very odd film. Ghosts Can't Do It is a bawdy tale of sex, murder, and the supernatural, which is every bit as excruciating as it sounds. Wow.

Jesus, Murphy. I bet he doesn't fucking put that on his resume. It also co-starred beloved Mexican character actor Anthony Quinn as the titular horny ghost, Scott, and Donald Trump's in it playing himself. This sounds something like we heard about. Wow, we need to watch that.

Ghosts can't do it, stern Donald Trump. Did I win? I did, didn't I? You were good. I read your book. And I won, I did. I beat you. You were very good. You played the situation perfectly. So I beat

the situation, but not you. That's what you did. I think you like to make mischief. You noticed that too. Now I would suggest you put away your knives. You haven't got one sharp enough to carve up a Scot. The great Scot lives on in me. And believe me, the city will be reduced to dust before you will visit me. Does type 10 ring a bell? This has been interesting. Tomorrow at 11 we will vote, and that

will settle it for now. But be assured, Mrs. Scott, that in this room there are knives sharp enough to cut you to the bone, and hearts cold enough to eat yours as hors d'oeuvres. You got this sweet little ass on you. You're too pretty to be bad. You noticed?

He just keeps getting more fucked and fucked, doesn't he? Uh, you done, Julian? Hmm? Julian. He's fucked. I'm fucked. You know what? We need a four-hour nap. I can't do this, man. And then it's? Julian. He's fucked. I'm fucked. You know what? We need a four-hour nap. I can't do this, man.

And then it's the weekend. You guys suck. You guys suck, Big Moosecocks. Well, I'm not doing this next year. There's no way I can party tonight unless I have a nap. All right, let's go have a nap, Ricky. Do you want to get our jammies on? Do it right?

No, man. I'll make some Orville Rattenbacher. Get the jammies on. We it right. No, man. I'll make some Orville Rattenbacher, get the jammies on, we'll get in bed and watch a movie. You in? Above covers. I'm getting under the covers. We'll alternate. Guy on one side is under, guy in the middle is over, guy on the other side is under.

Ricky, nothing's gonna happen if we're all under the covers. No, but if anybody took a picture, at least it doesn't look like anything's happening. You wanna get your jammies on? I'm not getting my jammies on, Buffs. No, I'll watch it. Above covers. You're just gonna go naked, are you? No, I'm just gonna sit there and hang out. I probably won't last long. I'm gone. I'll be... I can't... I don't know what I'm saying, but... You should put on those Arnold pajamas you have, where... No, man. It's basically Arnold.

I'll come for five minutes. It shows all of his muscles. Five minutes, that's it. My brain's shutting down, boys. I can't do this anymore. Put on your Arnold jammies, and we'll go have a nap. I don't have Arnold jammies. See you next week, everybody.