T-B-T-E-L-T-B-T-L

I love to make people laugh and I've been doing it since, you know, school.

People ask me where you, you know, where you, you must have been the class clown.

And I say, uh, no, I wasn't.

But I sat beside the class clown and I, I studied him.

And, uh, and saw how he made people laugh.

And so I picked some things up and, uh, you know, and at parties and family functions, I have to say,

I love, you know, breaking people up.

So, there's a thing that I think I got an entertaining bug from my grandfather,

who was very, very big in the Yiddish theater back in New York.

He was in the, the very, the Sardonically irreverent,

Dibbick Schmibbick, I said more ham.

Speaking of Sardonically irreverent,

welcome to a Monday night edition of T-B-T-L, the show that's

so Sardonically irreverent, it might be too beautiful to live.

I'm your host, Luke Burbank, weighing in at 185 pounds.

Indeed, Kulio, longest, driest, most steamed, vegetable-filled weekend, my adult life.

But I guess that's the suffering that is necessary to look as beautiful as I think you'll all agree.

I look here on this Monday night.

The scintillating story of the world's worst, most succopian,

lawn-care project, starring me, your ruggedly handsome host,

taking place yesterday in the Mount Baker neighborhood.

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