from under the covers in room 919 at the sofa tell in Beverly Hills, California. This is obscure season four. An tragedy. I'm your host your friend your ear lover your literary

Mansplainer in chief and Georgianologist Michael Ian Black International Misery, just had the strangest experience here in balmy, Southern California, the city of angels, the city, I dare not tread.

I'm here for the state.

Been here for a day or so.

We have a show tomorrow night,

then on to San Francisco.

The state shows have been good fun, well attended, very enjoyable, and not particularly profitable.

But that being said, I'm in California for the state, right right it's around 8 o'clock at night. I think to myself

Time to get some dinn dinn michael and so I I don't have a car or anything here in Los Angeles,

so it's got to be in walking distance.

I walk downstairs.

And I'm right, I'm kind of in a commercial area.

There's a mall across the street from my hotel

and just down the block what do I aspire but a

Taco Bell now it will surprise nobody to learn how much I enjoy Taco Bell in fact

I've attended that specific Taco Bell before when staying at this same hotel.

So I think to myself, self, it's dinner time, go get yourself some Taco Bell. But before you do that, maybe eat half an edible.

All right, I will. So I took half an edible and that doesn't factor into the story at all.

And I go over to Taco Bell there and I order some tacos and I'm waiting for the

tacos and then another fellow walks in and he says Michaelian Black and I

think oh no because either this is somebody I know

but don't recognize or it's somebody I don't know and don't want to speak to

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