Ladies and gentlemen welcome to the spirit in Steinberg podcast right here with Right, Butler, I hear. Bartholomew, Carrington, the Sir,

$10, a lot of money.

What time is it?

Game time.

Um, Jumburg Bugs, Kake Yewa, Stas, Red Foot's, little, slave, then, and

Redfoot, it was slave there.

Cuzckei, here we go again, Kuzkrii, done. I know you gonna dig this conversation can you feel about it and that's how I get

on so. So anyway I walked to the fucking power.

Where's my girlfriend all fucking four suck in this black guy's car?

You know what, let me start from the beginning.

See, I was at the Mac early that morning, I'm going to happen,

and a couple of lobsters, because it's me and my girlfriend's anniversary, you's anniversary and I wanted to celebrate by coming home with the lobsters and then when

she gets off work I'm gonna cook a candlelight and lobster chat at dinner you

understand but what happens is she fucking texts me and tells me she's getting off to work early,

so now I gotta get home quicker.

So I tell my Uber drive up

to step on the fucking dance

and give me to the fucking pass.

So I get to the fucking apartment. And there she is with this black guy's talking about.

And I thought to myself, oh my God, would I have been upset if she was sucking a white

guy's car pants and fucking loot it.

But what I've been upset if it was Tom Brady's fucking champion.

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