| So anyhow, uh, you know Lucille Ball is dead, right?
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| Okay, yeah, everybody knows that here. |
| Everybody’d know it.
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| She, uh, she’s walking down the hallway, right? |
| After the, you know,
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| in the otherworld. |
| And, uh, she’s walking down the hallway. |
| And, uh,
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| big bright light at the end there’s a guy. |
| There’s a guy at a desk.
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| And, uh, uh, Lucy says
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| «Where- where am I?»
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| The guy says, uh,
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| «Lucy?"-ahem- «Lucy? You’re in hell!»
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| And, uh, what did Lucy do?
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| Lucy went, uh, «WAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!»
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| (laughter, applause)
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| Okay, um.
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| -Okay, listen, babe. |
| Lemme give you some advice on here, uh, while the music’s
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| still going. |
| Try Spanish for me, babe. |
| Uh, I know you’re thinking this is all
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| cool and all. |
| You know this college, hip circuit stuff, but uh, I think that
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| the folks down in Mexico- I think that we’re gonna make a lot of money off of
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| you, babe. |
| I think- I think you’re gonna hit pay dirt. |
| I can feel it.
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| I feel something, babe. |
| Let’s try it in Spanish, come on, in Spanish, babe.
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| Gimme some Spanish.
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| Alright, Spanish it is. |
| Okay, alright.
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| (Gibberish)…Lucille Ball…(gibberish)
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| (More gibberish)…WAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!
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| (more applause, laughter, gibberish)
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| WAAAAAAAHHHHHHH! |
| (repeat)
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| Heh, heh, heh, heh. |
| Hey sir. |
| Sir? |
| Do you have your head shoved up your kulo?
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| I’d like to know that.
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| Heh, heh. |
| Do you like to hang around Greyhound Bus stations by the men’s room?
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| I thought I saw you there when I was coming in. Heh, heh, heh, heh. |
| Yeah.
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| Ohh- that was you? |
| It was your girlfriend? |
| Okay. |