Hey, it's Gilbert Gottfried and we hope you guys got a kick at a part one of our live, amazing colossal sixth anniversary.

We'll be back with a very special show with Richard Kind and Mary Luhanna as well as some surprise guests on video.

Here's part two featuring the one and only Mario Cantone, the brilliant pole shaker and even more surprise guests who stop in to wish us well. Enjoy!

Gil, wait! Is that the sheep wrangling you're talking about, Richard? I have a surprise guest. Before you read that card, people love a surprise. Did you hear that gasp?

Not build, not on the poster. He's been on the podcast. He's a friend. He's an Emmy-winning writer. He is a Tony-winning composer of the Hit Broadway shows The Fulmonte and Dirty Rotten Scoundrels and Tootsie and the band's visit, which was sensational. Our guest from episode 23, where is he? The great David Yazbek. There he is!

Yeah!

Hey, Jess played the theme song from Carmen San Diego, which is the thing I'm...

I don't know why I'm sitting here. I'm just going to come and sing a song, but let me just say something.

I can remember for us Tucker's gigantic card. I wanted to alert everyone here to and remind you as a public service to request some Tupperware, some doggy bags because Richard Kine is going to take all of the leftovers home.

If Gilbert wins, Gilbert will take the rest of the rest of the game. That's how it's going to end the joke. The other joke I was going to tell, which I have not crafted yet, has something to do with the Jerry Colona virus. No other audience, but yours would get that.

Can you do Jerry Colona briefly?

That's disgusting, isn't it? It's possible. It's spreading.

Who the hell remembers Jerry Colona? Anyone from Richard's song? No. This audience.

Pre-Maturely Old Jews basically. And some who are not prematurely old, I'm sitting at a table full of correctly old Jews. So I'm going to go over there, right?

Yes you are. I won't be needing this.

David Yasmeck, ladies and gentlemen.

I don't know why I was inspired to do a real Jewish song. I have no idea why tonight.

For me.

A long time ago, the maternal side of my family, my ancestors, came over from the old country and populated areas with exotic Native American names like Patchog,

Siasit, Islip, Oakdale, Savel, Massapiqua, Massapiqua Park, Amityville, Copaic, Lyndon Hurston, Babylon, Change of Babylon,

Little L-I-R-R joke. So this song is basically, I have no memory, but I do have little flashes of visual memories from Long Island Jew-Jewish type stuff.

In the summer of Sam of the serial killing. And New Yorker lived in terror. It was a hot summer. It was miserable. People stayed inside.

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