toss up between “I got big hairy legs that turn blonde in the sun.”, and “I worsked on the Paris Accord, with Deng Xiaoping, and the others!”
toss up between “I got big hairy legs that turn blonde in the sun.”, and “I worsked on the Paris Accord, with Deng Xiaoping, and the others!”
I loved it when he talked about how Aunt Gertie was great at scratching backs and could make better rice pudding than the Greeks.
Just the fact that he hints at obscure dead relatives and white ethnic stuff like that makes it sound like one of those rambling stories my mom would tell me about growing up in the Bronx with her extended family.
Also the time he said “God save the Queen, man.” He just said it out of nowhere.