you ever felt more like a man than in this room

no this is testosterone it's fullest boys yeah this is peak give me some well the turkey things that they say all right yeah that's how you do it yeah you do have sweaty hands all right okay you're he's got a good grip all right i love this you're just holding hands all right i'm into this let's see who gets creeped out first ain't gonna be me bro i like the silence you're uh you feel left out

you're just pre-offing yourself, the goal is to come before you die.

What if you don't? Well...

I mean, it's not a bad way to go.

At Fettuccine Alfredo.

Could be his handle.

Chicken or shrimp, though? What are you getting on there? Usually when Paul and I go to an Italian restaurant, he'll order

Like, walk me through that experience.

I was in this group class and, you know, they pick who you want on a team.

We did like a first team event.

It was like, so three people on one team versus other three.

And every time I was picked last, knowing I was not the worst one.

And at the time you're kinda like, "All right, this is, this is weird.

I'm the only one that kinda looks like me in it." And then I started to realize that no one in the sport really made a mark on them that was my color, besides Peter Westbrook, who I have to give some homage to.

Oh, really?