Kick this motherfucker, Neil Lee.

What's happening, beautiful people?

Uncle Joey here with my favorite nephew Lee Syatt

for another fun-filled episode of the church

of what's happening now, new edition.

It's Tuesday.

The 4th of November, tip-top, chick-chick. We eight, Monday's till Christmas. What's chick chick mean? I don't know. It's something different. You know what I'm saying? What's up with you, dog? How was your weekend? My weekend was good. My weekend was real good. I had a competition show. I saw that. They had a little metal on your chest. Oh, that was going to listen. I was going to post the story, but when I saw the AI medal, I said, no, I'm not doing that to my dog. So you were the third grade. The fiance did that on Instagram. They took a picture, I'm sure it might go out, who who knows. But it was fun. It was at the comic strip. And it's, I don't know about you, but like, I've done so many competition shows and lost every single one of them. I watched one, lost one at Flappers where the two guys before me, one was 70 years old and forgot his jokes and his like the people he brought had to tell him his jokes.

And then like a 20 year old kid doing like impressions from the 80s. And I came and said, I won a second place.

So I got a big bowl of fries. But that's the best I've ever done. And finally we'll see there's still a few rounds rounds, but I moved on, which was pretty cool.

I was happy with that. All right. You had a good weekend in the world? Yeah. Just stand-up. It was the fucking lamest Halloween. Not for me, but, you know, I had a good time with my family. Were you the big of Wolf again? Huh? You were the Wolf again? Nah, I dressed up one time. I thought about a Friday now,

and I'm like, what am I retarded?

I'm going solo.

I'm not dressing up like no fucking wolf. I got better shit to do. Everybody's going to go there. They're going to watch the World Series. I'm going to be sitting there looking like a wolf. Looking like a fucking jet fan when they're losing by 40 for your fucking jet shirt on.

You know what I'm saying? So was Mercy upset or no? Well, Mercy don't give a fuck if I dressed up or not. As long as I was at the party with it and she got to drive back in the car with me. That's all she gave a fuck about. We had a great time. Nice. There was food. Ba-p-p-pa. The dads went into the one room. I had a couple of edibles in me.

I just watched the game and then I went home

and then Saturday and I don't even know was food, blah, papa. The dads went into the one room. I had a couple of edibles in me.

I just watched the game, and then I went home, and then Saturday, and I don't even know what I did Saturday. Oh, Nick came down, and we watched the World Series and got Chinese food. It was a good World Series. I haven't watched the World Series in a while, and those games, I don't know any of the players, but they were fun to watch. Listen, I don't know any of the players either, but it was one of the, like, I missed the game Sunday. Like Sunday night, I'm like, fuck Sunday night football. I wish there was another World Series game. Like, they gave him one more shot. Like America said, come on, give him one more shot. We don't know what happened at home. His foot was off. His foot was on, which I'm not saying nothing bad. What I'm saying is it was an exciting fucking World Series. It was fucking tremendous. But when it ended, it was like the ending of the Sopranos. Really? It ended like the Sopranos. I didn't get to watch the last game. I don't know how it ended. It ended like the Sopranos.

Like they had a guy on first and second or something, first and third, two outs, one out, and the chubby Mexican, Kirk, into the quickest double play you ever saw. It was like, ba-ba, beep-bah! And it was over. And all of a sudden, Freddy Free, whatever, was jumping up in the air.

Okay.

And I'm like, holy shit.

And I was over. And all of a sudden, Freddie Free, whatever, was jumping up in the air.

Okay.

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