Hello and welcome to Kump.

Coming to you a lot, not live, but from New York City, the epicenter of the epidemic.

My throat's a bit scratchy.

I'm a bit clammy, but I don't think I have COVID.

I have not left my house in a month.

I don't know.

I am joined today by a very special guest, the illustrious,

the magnanimous, the benevolent, the charitable, the giver of life to nurses. He gives life to the people who give life. Welcome to the show, Tim Dillon. I imagine there will be an award. I don't want to be presumptuous, but I imagine there will be an award.

I don't want to be presumptuous, but I imagine it would be some type of award for the fact

that I bought lunch from pasta Pomodaro in Jersey and had them deliver it to the doctors

and nurses there.

Let's be honest.

I mean, the doctors, maybe not, but the nurses,

the best meal they probably ever had in their life.

Yeah, it's also funny because, like,

I just imagine a bunch of fat, sluggish nurses

full of like chicken parm, Tene Alavada.

You just load them up with chickens.

It just carved them up for getting a nap. They're like passing out. You just load them up with chicken... They just carved them up.

It's ready to take a nap. You're like passing out. You know someone's grandma's dead because you fucking gave him too many breadsticks. Yeah, I just imagine like the guy who's running the floor is like, enough with the chicken front has. People are dying. Do you think people... They're fucking dying. Do you think people..., no, I guess it takes away your sense of smell, which is the only saving...

Because I think it would be hilarious for people to be dying and going like, what are you

having a fucking, uh, a Kinsignier? Not Kinseneer. Where the Italians have? A Tarantella? Who knows? Be funny. just smelling chicken franchise and goes

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