This is, without a doubt, the whitest thing I’ve ever seen.
“And, uh, I’m listening to John Prine.”
Wow. So, so, so white. Speaking of which, where’d your armpit hair go?
“Friction rubbed it off around age 60 or so.”
Huh.
“The human body ages in many wonderful and exciting ways.”
How many pairs of toe shoes do you have?
“I lost count at eight. They’ve got their own road case, let’s say that.”
Huh.
Pre-tour Nair-ing by Billy?