Hello, Sal, welcome to the bedroom.

Ola!

Ola!

What up?

So first of all, no offense to Phil, but I would totally avoid a hitchhiker with two thumbs.

Okay.

Okay. So that was about 15 or 16 years old. My buddy he was

throwing this party, his birthday party at an indoor swimming pool. Like this was the party all the time we're all looking forward to.

So we were like stokes for months.

And the day before the party, I get sick.

Initially, my mom goes, you know, since you're sick and I want to go inside the pool because, you know, be in the pool makes you more sick.

She knew me with that good old school mom science that we know is BS.

But anyway, I promise a mom, I wouldn't go inside the water.

I'm a horrible son.

So I dove right to that swimming pool as soon as I saw it and I hit the bottom.

We only like four feet deep and the sound was my chin and my two front teeth making

contact all the first I mean initially he was a loud stud I came up and my

Kim was all bloody at my two front teeth were almost completely gone.

Like you knocked them out or you broke them.

I snapped them off.

Oh, geez, man.

Yeah, it's like little nubs, you know, still kind of broken and looking rough,

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