Ladies and gentlemen, great groups!

Just to go, sweet song! One more time! Hey, it's so awesome to be here at the Laughing Skull Lounge!

In the gritty, hard-bitten comedic ghetto that is the Midtown District of Atlanta, Georgie I.A.

Across the street from Bulldogs, Atlanta's friendliest bar, where Bulldog fans go

whether they want to or not, and then have the exciting discovery that it's a gay hoodie bar.

They wander in as a redneck and they come back out as a member of a different fraternity.

Awesome to be here again in Atlanta. This is my Gajillionth time here in Atlanta.

I want to thank Marshall Childs who runs the club here for putting me up so many times

and always have a good time when I'm here. Yesterday morning they had a Christmas parade here in Atlanta.

None of you went, but I went unintentionally.

They had me at a hotel that's right over Marrietta and I had done a little bit of drinking the night before.

When I say a little bit, I mean, if Oscar Wilde had met Dean Martin at Mickey Rorx House.

So I'd been up a while and had a couple of zillion drinks and then I thought,

well, I'll just sleep then, you know, and I'll get room service breakfast and whatnot.

And at about 715, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam.

Christmas carols played in a march style.

And I don't think you've had fun until you've heard Good King once a sloss played in a four-four time.

Bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam.

There's something about adding that Marshall element to Christmas that really brings the spirit of Christmas home for me.

Sure, it's a time of giving and a time of selflessness.

It's also a time of military precision.

It's a time when a phalanx should be formed and you should penetrate the other fucking team's defense.

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