Begin countdown to Lightbringer's oath.

Three, two, now.

I pledge to no longer be fashionably cynically cynical even around my coolest friends.

I will only express my deepest truth even if the truth is a temporary lie.

I will not DJ at parties if there is a better DJ nearby.

I will forgive myself for my many cruelties and I will forgive my friends for their cruelty.

I will keep my hot tub at the civilized temperature and bring cold beers to my friends.

For this is the day that the Lord has made Let us be glad and rejoicing it.

That's amazing grace, that's sweet, That says

That's a

marriage

like my name.

Hey, guys, good news.

You have tuned in.

Can you turn that fucking shit off, please, Gary?

Sorry, dude. Quit it.

I've got a new sound guy, Gary Follore. And he keeps putting this fucking stupid-ass psychedelic shit in the beginning of my show.

For this son, look.

The mind was dead and is alive again. He was lost and is found.

So they against it.

Stop it, dude.

Just stop.

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