Tootsie

sure.

Alias Tootsie.

Alias a million kisses from you know and desperate.

Allow me, Tootsie, to return your letters.

And where did you get these letters, sir?

Madam, I assure you that I have committed no offense against the postal regulations.

Maybe, by guys that like bald-headed lawns.

That the birds have ate all the seeds out of.

Now, you better get shaved, too, dearie.

Okay, Tootsie.

Have much

time, you know.

Hit

it, Tootsie.

So I went to Electric Forest and we had a group of guys getting together.

I thought I was meeting with one guy and we're in his motorhome and all of a sudden I see like three more guys pulling up and I was like, They're all cute.

It was really good.

It was awesome, but 80% of the appeal was having to get there at 8:30 on a Saturday morning and having barbecue for breakfast and getting to meet Tootsie, who is the pit master, and then watching the owner, Carrie Bexley, literally beat the shit out [laughs] of a golden lab that was stray running around.

I was like, me and my buddy I was with was like, "What the hell is going on here?" Um, this sounds like...

You remember those Obama playlists where he would just hit every [laughs] different-