The Incredible True Headings Horror Show.

Ha ha ha ha ha ha. We've done it. We're back again.

Here we are.

Here we are.

Welcome back.

Well, I was going to say we either hate ourselves or we love you.

Maybe it's both.

I'd say I have room for both in my heart.

It's all about that spaciousness.

There's always room for more hate.

That's it.

Just like there's always room for Jello. Right's it. Just like there's always room for jello.

Right.

Oh. Do you know who made that up? Bill Cosby? Mm-hmm. I know it. Yeah, he's, we don't, you know, what was, what was the thought process that led up to that conclusion? Isn't it funny that you had to have your stomach pumped from too much jello pudding? And it it funny that when your stomach was pumped and your life was in danger?

It was full of jello pudding that was tinged

with a hint of some drugs.

Some controlled substances.

A cocktail of drugs, so to speak.

I'll tell you, though, Bill Cosby doesn't care

because he doesn't pay your medical bills.

No.

He's just whatever. Nope. He only plays a doctor on TV. Oh, Jesus Christ. And now he's having a doctor, well, someone who has the same credentials resizing his rectum, I hope. Yeah, that has to happen because he certainly can't see it anymore. So he's all cataracted up.

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