Ah, look at that cookie old cookie jar.

You like cookie jars, kind of?

Well, I guess I never thought about it that much.

We had a nice one back home in Georgia, had a bear on it.

I remember when my mom's friend Ron would come over, they'd go into the bedroom to sort

out their paperwork and I'd just go ahead and stare at that cookie jar.

It was almost as if I took every problem that I ever had and I put it inside that cookie

jar and I sealed it up so tight that nothing would never, ever, ever get out.

So I guess to answer your question, I'd give cookie jars about a B.

T-B-T-L.

I'm starting my own podcast.

Hey, that could be fun.

All right, everybody, who's ready to laugh?

I can't hear you, that's not true, of course, but cheer louder, yeah!

Are you seriously detaining me again?

Am I being rendered?

No.

You're being rendered.

So just please accept our compulsory hospitality.

You get a favorite thing, what would it be?

Life's a party rock your body.

Thanks.

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