Do-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da.

Remember that part of the Phantom of the Opera, the al-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-d-d-d-d-d-da-da-da-da-da-da.

I was driving.

Not I was.

I was in a car being driven to school when I was a young child.

I think I remember the last name of the family, but I'm not going to say it. It was a French name, a regal French name.

But the mom, she had glasses, but she was listening to the family of the Opera soundtrack. I was like, this is so bad.

This is terrible. It's terrible. I hate it, except for the part that went. I heard that. I was like, oh, what is this? This is good. She goes, it's the Phantom of the Opera soundtrack. I thought you didn't like this. I'm like, well, I like it now, just for the... Duh do

Duh da da da da da da da da da da I'm like, well, I like it now just for the... I'm going to do.

I'm going to do. I'm going to stairwell someplace in middle America.

This hat look, I'm taking this hat off.

This looks like it's just not that cold.

Okay.

I got it off.

You know what I don't understand is when you see people wearing a hat backwards in a car. I got it off. I got it.

You know what I don't understand is when you see people wearing a hat backwards in a car,

how do they do that?

Because it's the bills, doesn't it hit the headrest?

Unless you have your hat, like, really down, in which case you look kind of like, you know,

like you don't know how to screw a nut on.

Yeah.

Welcome to this.

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