you had some thoughts about the White House correspondence dinner, which by the time this comes out

might be old news. I think it's already old news, but I was just getting like very annoyed by

all of the discussion of it. It was just like, it was, well, because you had all the, all the, like,

chuts who were getting really, like, but hurt about, you know, that being offensive about someone they like, as opposed to being offensive

about someone they don't like, which is basically the take everyone had. It was like, oh, you know,

they can dish it out, but they can't take it, which is like, fine, but it's very obvious.

When what I was most surprised about was how, how fucking tame it was. Like, when she said, like,

she burns facts and then she uses the ashes to get that perfect eye shadow finish.

That was like the most like lame like unbarbed like I like God if I'd have been at that

right house Christmonds people would have lost their fucking minds.

That's because they would have found out you were from Russia.

You have Eric Garland like burst into the White House correspondence dinner.

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I'll tell you why this guy's a fucking plant.

With his bass guitar.

Eric Garland saving the world one Seinfeld riff at a time.

It's like, you know what it is?

Or like one porn soundtrack at a time.

Garland, like Garland is, um, Garland imagines that like Trump is in his modest New York flat with his bike up against the wall and stuff.

And he's,

and he's,

you know,

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