Would you like to start at the beginning, please, ma'am?

I, I really would.

Thanks, Nick.

When I was nine years old, I was so bored.

I'm living in the California desert, and I was bored.

And my mom had made mention for me to go down and visit with a friend, and I'll call her TC.

And I asked her, "Can I call and ask if she can play?" My mom said, "No, go, go walk down to her house." It's only like half, half a country block away.

Visit your nearby Lowe's on West Pico Boulevard in Los Angeles.

Good.

I'm getting better.

Been, I've been a- on admission since Sunday, 'cause I had my procedure on Sunday till now.

What, what have you ordered for your lunch?

Wedges and vegetables with chicken Cordon.

Are you being serious?

Well, I've done it my whole life.

It, it's interesting waiting tables.

It's psychologically very interesting.

People are nice, generally speaking, but for some reason, when you sit them down at a table in a restaurant, this thing takes over because they suddenly have a little power now, right? Now they can decide whether or not you get a good tip.

They suddenly sit in judgment of your performance.

You give them a little bit of power, and that's when they start to have ideas.

I can see him now.

I didn't drink my first one.

Nice.

Okay, Labuza, hang tight.

We need to have a pretty important meeting in the real world.

I'll be right back.

[crickets chirping]

Okay, everyone, we're on our way.

I do truly hate sometimes our ability to make fun jokes in the face of total motherfucking doom.