Hey, Gavin, say T, say B, say T, say L, say T-B-T-L.

T-T-T-T-L.

Joy, I have been nice to you, but now I'm coming to the age.

I promise you one thing, okay?

If you do not have at least one food that you like,

I will buy you a piece of junk. Is that a deal?

No, I keep loads right, Danes, and I don't want to make your deal anymore.

Makes perfect sense. Welcome one and all to a Wednesday night edition of T-B-T-L.

Show that it's probably too beautiful to live.

Oh, no need to resort to ugly stereotypes.

I'm your host, Luke Burbank, weighing in at 190 pounds.

Not where I'd like it to be, and it's weird because I've embarked just this very afternoon

on a completely new diet strategy.

And I'm going to tell you something.

Bacon is good for me.

So far, so not good.

Here's something though that seems promising.

Hi, this is Luke's mom's foodie coming tonight on T-B-T-L.

The National Football League, you know the place with the problems with domestic abuse

and dog fighting and steroids.

Well, they've decided to really get down to brass tax with their players

by banning them from twittering during the game,

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