Hey everybody, producer Ryan here. We had some technical issues during the recording of this show, so the last 10 minutes are gonna sound a little off.

But enjoy.

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Proops I Fell, Proops Battle Booz, Proops Cafe Oles, Proops Aussie Songs, Proops Doves, Louvreurs, Proops Twilleries, Proops Baron Hazmonds, and the Proops Back of Notre Dame.

Young Menu, Saliu, and Bonsoir. Once again, the smartest man in the world, Proopcacs, takes to the ether.

Here, underneath the streets of Paris, at the Saliuvreurs La Java, an amazing jazz club, and I just want to say tonight, this one's for payoff.

I've been suffering a lot because of the childhood illness. I'm joking, of course, but what a wild ride I had over here tonight.

My wife came over from our hotel, and we get in the cabin. It was a very nice little Arab lady in a scarf.

She gets to this neighborhood, and apparently there's a one-way system that's unbelievably complicated.

My French is awful, so my understanding of what she was on about was a little bit diffuse.

At one point, I understood she was like, well, I have to go left, and then left, and then left, and then left.

So we made this gigantic circle around this neighborhood for a while. And finally, my wife says, and French to her, like, sis Walton's spectacle, you know.

Her French is better than mine. Greg Proog's followed along. She says, oh, in French, is he an actor? And she's like, now, he's a comedian.

She's like, oh, a comedian. And then, because my wife, Jennifer, says, we're going to be late.

She fucking backed down an entire street that curved, so there was no fucking way of seeing who was coming at all.

And we all turned this way, and went like, ah, and then we had our own little two-by-four harm with behind us of shooting backwards down the street in Paris.

And all of us just burst out fucking laughing. And I think that was my favorite part.

The phone rang for her while we were going down the street backward, and she answered it, and stuck it in her scarf, and it just stayed there.

When we got to the end of the street, and here comes a million cars, right?

We'd like to turn a draw, and she fucking gets out of the cabin, like, back up, back up.

Because I need to take this guy to his gig, and they all back up, and then she fucking hit the car behind us, and then just took off.

And it was awesome. So it was one of the best rides to a gig I've ever had in my life.

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