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- Welcome back and a big
thanks to DJ Big Tony

for playing his hits.

I'm your host Becks, it's
the title of the show

and also my name.

So Dave before the break
we were discussing your

impressive career as a stand
up comedian, philanthropist,

ladies man.

- Well I am very blessed Becks,

not everyone is born with the raw talent

and the bewildering
feral good looks like me.

- So Dave, in your autobiography,
The Four Pillars of Comedy

the Dave McGinty Story,

you not only touch on
the deep affect humor has

to the human brain

but also your double life as
a spy for the US government?

- Hey now, that's top secret Becks.

- You have a chapter entitled
Martinis, Bullets and Broads,

My Life as a Spy for the US Government.

- Well you got me on that one.

- Dave!

- Well there lady killer,

can't even keep the fan girls away.

- Wanna take me out for
drinks and hot wings?

- Well, actually my lady,
I have a girlfriend.

- I'm in the mood for mozzarella sticks.

- Uh okay.

- So tell me Dave, why comedy?

- Well Becks, you know, we
think that comedy is all about

having a laugh, couple
jokes here and there,

but the job of a comic, it's really,

it's really about the
stability of an entire society

and really when you get down to it,

it's all that I'm, it's
all that I'm good at.

- And you are good at it.

- Well, yeah, yeah of course.

- So tell me Dave when was
the last time you had sex?

- Excuse me?

What is going on?

No, no, no.

- Oh my God.

Oh my God.

- Oh my, oh.

Oh, those are cute though.

- Hello?

- Dave it's me
Becks, where are you?

- What? Becks?

- You were supposed
to be at the club an hour ago.

But I've been stalling
Byron I can only save him

in the bathroom for so long so if he asks

our story is you gorged yourself
on Applebee's street tacos

last night, get here as soon as possible

and try to look a little dehydrated.

Okay, cool, happy holidays
and get here soon please, bye.

- Okay.

Oh God.

Hitler, Hitler, Hitler.

It's the--

- No, no, no, but for real,

I'll never have a soft boiled egg again.

So, up next is

our old buddy Dave,

everybody give it up for Dave!

- Hey everybody, thank you so much.

So, contrary to popular belief,
the best thing about Hitler

is not his mustache.

But in fact, it is,

it's Eva, Eva Braun, his girlfriend.

Do you think that Hitler
ever actually referred

to Eva Braun as his girlfriend?

I mean, look, he's having a meeting,

he's discussing more efficient methods of

gypsy eradication with
Himmler and Goebbels

and then Eva walks in and he says,

"Hey guys, this is my girlfriend Eva,

"she's a real firecracker.

"She makes a mean spritzkuchen
and she can bend herself

"in half backwards."

Um...

Yeah, so uh, I have a girlfriend.

Well, she can't bend
herself in half backwards,

but she does make a mean streuselkuchen,

if you know what I mean
and I think you do.

So, I was talking about Hitler.

- Bring back Becks!

- So the thing about the Rag Shag fire.

- Alright, so that was
Dave McGinty everybody.

Everyone give it up for Dave.

And of course you know
me, your host Becks.

But seriously folks,
what's with Twitter lately?

Am I right?

I mean, really.

This guy gets it, right?

What kind of name do you have?

Brian? Right?

No but seriously folks,
you guys are great.

Except for you.

What kinda hat is that?

Get that at a hat store?

Sorry, I'm just teasing.

I was kidding.

It's me Becks, it's Becks, right?

Oh, you guys are great.

- Oh, yeah hey, hey Byron, what's up?

- Hey Dave.

You sucked ass balls tonight.

- Ass balls?

- Ya know, ass balls, like ass,

a donkey, you sucked donkey testicles.

- Right.

- So basically normal.

- Great.

- And another thing.

Someone threw up Fireball all
over the women's restroom,

so you gotta clean it up

because Lilly is allergic to cinnamon.

- I'm allergic to cinnamon.

- Um...

Come on Byron.

- Hey, hey, hey, we take
the ADA very seriously here

at Yuks Yuks and not
cleaning up Fireball vomit

is a reasonable accommodation.

So, get accommodated.

- Yes sir, I'll get right to it.

Oh Byron.

I'd like to sign up for the
amateur night on Thursday,

if that's OK.

- Whatever, it's your testicles.

- Hey roomy.

Guess what I did today.

- What did you do, Upchuck?

- I got a pet.

- What? Why?

- It was free. I named him Pubes.

- Doug, have you seen this?

- Oh sweet.

- Um, I don't think Pubes was purchased

from a licensed pet store.

- Hey, you leave Pubes alone.

Took me six hours to catch him.

Didn't it, Pubes?

- David, I feel like we
have more pressing issues

than Upcharles' new rodent.

I noticed you didn't put

your half of the rent in the rent mug.

- Yeah well, I have been
meaning to talk to you

about that actually.

- Whoa, whoa.

Feel like a lot of tension here.

I think I'd like to keep the conversation

a little productive.

Maybe we could use some
I feel statements, OK?

I'll start.

I feel like you didn't
put your half of the rent

in the rent mug.

- Well Doug, I feel that I
shouldn't have to pay half

because Upchuck lives here too.

- Upcharles almost died, David.

He walked right up to
the gaping mall of death,

looked it in the face.

Because of this, he is now disabled.

- I'm disabled.

- He is not!

He's living off a car injury settlement

like some daytime TV loser.

- How dare you.

- Yeah, you play video games all day.

- David, rent bowl,

tomorrow.

Good talk.

- Hey guys, look, Pubes
in my pants playing.

- Hi, my name is Big Tony.

What do you call a pig who does karate?

A pork chop.

Where do they go to dance?

A meat bowl.

- How does he do it?

- So school education falling behind.

Why did student eat homework?

Teacher told him piece of cake.

Did you hear the one
about the rebel's secrets?

- What do you want, Dave?

- Hi Lambkin.

- Lambkin? What is that,
some kind of furry thing?

- Um, it's Shakespeare,
I think, but anyway,

thanks for calling me.

- Well after 37 test
messages, I thought I should.

That's getting a little high maintenance.

- I miss you.

I'm so excited for next weekend.

- What's this weekend?

- I thought, well, you're
driving in from Colorado.

- Oh, uh...

Sorry, I can't come.

Work stuff.

- Hey sweetie, hey baby,

hey sweetie.

I got low blood sugar.

- Who's that?

- That's my brother, Hank.

- You have a brother?

- Yeah, his name is Hank.

- Um...

- Hey baby.

- Just a second.

I'm coming.

- Hi Hank!

- Dave, I gotta go but,

hey, I'm getting my head
shots redone this month,

so I'm gonna need an extra 100 from you.

- OK.

- Love you, Dave.

You're the kindest, warmest, bravest,

most wonderful human being I've ever known

in my life, bye!

- So, before my cousin got disappeared,

he played tennis like this.

- Hi Becks! Here.

- Hi Dave.

- Hey listen, I've got a few ideas.

I was hoping I could
workshop those with you.

- Sure.

- OK so, I've been meaning
to make some changes

to my Hitler routine.

Didn't really get as many
laughs as I wanted last night.

- I can't imagine why.

- Uh yeah, I've been
doing some research about

Eva Braun Hitler.

They had a dog!

- I'm not sure expanding
the Hitler bit is the way

to go, Dave.

- Becks, there's four pillars of comedy.

Slapstick, farce, satire,
and then ya got Hitler.

- While there's a case to be made, Dave,

you need to relax, forget the Hitler bit,

gettin' too intense, relax.

- Yeah, OK.

OK, I'll just relax.

Just gotta relax, just relax!

I just gotta relax, right?
- Dear God, short circuit.

- You're gonna overheat.

Listen! Humor is not a
science, it's an art.

It comes from uh...

within.

- Yeah OK, says the girl
who won Hayesville's

Little Miss Charmer Pageant by accident

when she got lost at the carnival

and just wandered on stage.

Ya know, your midichlorian
count is off the chart.

I don't have the gifts that you have.

- I put the work in.

I do.
- OK, sure.

- Who was that?

- Bethany, no, Brenda!

Uh, Bethany, definitely Bethany.

- OK, I thought you
didn't go out last night.

- We met at Wal-Mart.

- Wal-Mart?

- So, are you a famous comedian too?

- Oh yeah, well no, I'm Dave.

- Dave is struggling with his act

and came over for some advice.

- OK, I wouldn't say struggling.

- Hey, I have a joke for your failing act.

Do you wanna hear it?

- Yeah, yeah, I guess so.

- So, when I was in
college, I was in a band

and it was called The
Hermeneutic of Discontinuity,

but we had to change it to
The Hermeneutic of Continuity

because the other way was
like, way too depressing.

- I don't get it.

- What's a Hermeneutic?

- So, a Hermeneutic is a systematic way

of looking at things.

See, there's like two
different schools of thought

when it comes to the
history of the church.

One, that the traditions
have continued unchanged

from the beginning to
now and the other is that

at some point, there was
a break in continuity

and so the church was lost along the way,

so you can see why it's
funny and depressing.

- Uh yeah, OK.

- I guess it's a theologians joke.

It was funny in seminary.

- I love it.

- So wait, what do you do?

- I'm a youth minister.

- Really?

- Unitarian, Dave.

- Yeah, yeah, that makes more sense.

- And boy, was I converted last night!

Creature in the streets, sinner
in the sheets, am I right?

- More like Monophysite in the streets

and Abyssinia in the sheets.

- Sure.

Dave here is also having trouble
in the romance department.

- Becks.

- Dave, it's OK if you have a small penis.

It really is.

I once rode a beenie weenie like a cowgirl

all the way into the sunset.

- Yeehaw!

- No, listen, I don't have a, that--

- Nah, he just has a lousy
long distance girlfriend

who thinks Skype sex is porn-y.

She also says old timers
instead of Alzheimer's.

- OK, she did that twice.

- One was at your grandmother's funeral.

- Yeah, it was appropriate in context.

- She also says that
bopping the bologna is the

same thing as cheating, so
Dave here has been living

like a Mormon missionary
for the past six months.

I caught him caressing a
Mrs. Butterworth bottle

in a very suggestive way the other day.

It made an awkward breakfast.

- OK, you know that I have a

deep affection for maple syrup.

- Who doesn't?

- Dave,

remember when you were five years old

and you'd play naked in the sandbox?

You got that grain of sand
lodged in your wee wee?

- Yeah, I remember.

I wish you wouldn't talk
about that so often.

- Remember how your wee wee hurt so bad

but you didn't wanna tell your Mom?

You remember that, Dave?

- Yeah.

Can you stop saying wee wee?

- And remember what I said?

I said, "Dave, you gotta tell your Mom

"about the sand in your wee wee

"so the doctor can get it out."

Remember that Dave?

- Yeah.

- And what happened?
You listened to me.

You listened to my advice.

And the doctor fixed your wee wee.

- Is there a point to this story?

- The point is, Dave, that since that day,

I have developed a sense
of personal responsibility

for the well-being of your wee wee.

- You know, we adult males
prefer the term penis.

- Well, sorry, I'm protective
of your penis, Dave,

but I think Sarah is bad
for the little fella.

There, I've said it and I'd say it again.

I mean, you can't even fly
the bishop occasionally.

I mean, come on, I'm at a loss for words.

- Oh jeez, you know, I
know you look out for me

and you always have, but,

Sarah is just so far out of my league

and ya know, I know she's a
little moody sometimes but,

isn't that how all women are?

- Shrieking banshees?

- You know, sometimes,
I do wail outside of

Mrs. Fernelli's apartment.

Sorry, that's completely unrelated.

You know, girls just wanna have fun.

- This Red Bull?

- Yeah.

- Shots, shots, shots!

It's so cool that Yuk's
let you take home alcohol.

- I love bachelor parties!

Perrier, woo!

- Me too, I can't wait
til we go to the bar.

Hey, I made cinnamon toast friend shots.

- I'm allergic to cinnamon.

I could sue you for attempting murder.

- I would not attempt murder, my bestie!

How dare you!

- So sorry I'm late.

- Allison!

- It's Lilly's turn to
be married this week.

- I'm marrying a Hungarian prince

and I'm looking for one last fling.

Bring on the boys!

Sit down, biatch.

- Um, sure biatch,

but I have to use the
little girls room first.

Do you have any ginger ale?

Or a shot of 151?

- Yes!
- Yes, bitch!

- Just looking at her breaks my heart.

- It's not her fault she looks so homely.

It's bad genetics and
the wrathful hand of God.

- Oh, I mean, it's been
almost exactly one year

since the incident.

- Oh my gee, what incident?

- So, she told me her
boyfriend broke up with her

last Christmas and immediately
was gorged to death

by an escaped bull.

- Oh my God.

Why'd he break up with her?

I mean, besides the obvious?

- I guess being average looking
on the inside isn't enough.

For some people, it is, mostly poors.

- It's not their fault, poor filthy saps.

You know her cat, Cocoa?

- So cute.

- He's not even rescued.

- That's an offense equal to genocide!

- I know.

So cute.

- So cute.

- So cute.

- Tell Brian he has to
move back the deadline.

I'm really onto something
now and I think these girls

have finally accepted
me as one of their own.

I need more time.

Ugh, it's Allison!

Put me in your contacts!

- I just feel so bad.

People being alone and unattractive.

- What can we do, Jane?

I mean, we're not magic.

- Lilly! We could get her
a Christmas boyfriend!

- Oh em gee, I've been
trying to break into

charity work for so long,
but every time I go down

to the soup kitchen, it's
like hella surrounded

by homeless people.

- That's exactly what she needs,

a pure connection with
another human being.

- What? She needs dick?

A big old honkin' johnson?

- Size doesn't matter.

What matters is bad vision
and a lack of self respect.

- I bet.

I bet!

That's fire.

Belinda's pool party is gonna be fire.

- So, anybody in here watch Judge Judy?

What about you?

You look divorced.

- Oh hey, Sarah.

Make your good lucks
and break a legs quick.

I'm going on stage in a couple minutes.

- You're charging me $50
as a consultation fee

just to taste the cake?

You realize I'm going to
buy an entire cake from you

and I still have to pay just to decide

which shitty cake I want?

- Sarah?

- Dave, hey, I have to make this quick.

Two things.

First, I changed the Netflix password.

I just don't like the
idea of you being able

to see every single movie that I watch.

It feels like an invasion of privacy.

- You changed my Netflix password?

- Second, I think we
should stop doing this.

- This?

- Dating?

- Well, I don't--

- I'm breaking up with you, Dave.

I think we should start
seeing and sleeping

with other people, well I will.

You can keep doing your
dungeons and dalmations.

- But darling, sugar,

sweet stuff, happy dust--

- You're just using
other words for cocaine.

- You're my cocaine, I love you!

- Ugh, gross.

Dave, I'm a lady, and
when someone comes around

and puts a $10,000 hunk
of rock on my finger,

I don't exactly need my minute
man from Kansas anymore.

- Wow, that's beautiful.

Did your Gaga leave that for you?

- Red velvet.

It's chocolate with food coloring.

It's not that hard to figure out.

- Oh, you look beautiful baby.

- Thanks baby.

- Hank?

Wait, are you marrying your brother?

Is that even legal in Colorado?

- Anyway, thanks for everything, Dave.

Never call me again.

- Well, maybe we can talk through this.

- Goodbye Dave.

- So, you ever like, put on a turtleneck

and you're like, damn it!

Alright, that's the end
of my set, everybody.

I'm Becks.

Up next is our old buddy Dave.

- So uh, Hitler.

You know, the best thing about
Hitler wasn't his mustache,

but his girlfriend.

You ever think Hitler was like,

"Hey guys, this is my girlfriend Eva.

"She can bend really, really far."

They had a dog.

So, I was in a band in college.

We were called the
Hermeneutic of Discontinuity

and then we changed it to
the Hermeneutic of Continuity

because we thought the other
one was just too depressing.

- What?

- Um, well, you see,

there's two things in the church history.

- What is happening?

- Get off the stage!

- Oh, like you're so funny!

Who's that?

Oh let me guess, it's your sister?

You guys should move to Colorado.

- Can I top you off?

- No, you may not take your top off!

I'm sorry, I misheard you.

Uh, don't let me interrupt.

I don't wanna stop you from
doing what makes you happy.

So, go pour your drinks, carry your trays,

go have sex with Hank
in Boulder, Colorado.

- What do you got against Colorado?

- Well Edith, oh, may I call you Edith?

What I have against
Colorado is that it is the

flaky scab of the whole United States.

It is where evil people
live and where relationships

go to die!

- I don't really write any of my sets.

I think they're just
coming and I don't know

how I do it, really.

- That is so cool.

- You know, I'm having a
Christmas party this Friday.

You should totally come.

- A Christmas party?

I make a really great homemade eggnog with

yak's milk and hand ground cinnamon.

- That sounds great Byron, you
should email me the recipe.

- Did you see my set?

- Uh no, I was talking to Ariella here.

- It was the worst five
minutes of my entire life.

It was terrible.

Well, it was the second worst.

- Dave, I've just been informed
that that elderly patron

whose business you were all up in,

well we will never be
getting her business again.

You wanna know why?

- Because she complained and stormed out.

She's mad?

- No, she's dead, Dave.

Heart attack.

You're fired.

- Byron!

- But before you go, I need
you to scrape the tampons

off the ladies restroom walls.

- I deserve that.

- See you in two.

- Dave!

- Wearing a hole in my floor
will not make life any better.

- What life?

Ya know?

Everything has turned to dust.

Hey, do you have any sackcloth?

You know, they're always
talking about sackcloth

in the nasty bits of the bible?

- Ew, you read the bible?

- Yeah.

- Oh, this is Brandy.

- Brittney.

- Brittney, we met last night.

She was dumpster diving
behind my whole booth.

- Jesus!

- Don't be a dick.

- I am having an existential
crisis right now.

You know, I need some council.

Becks.

- Whatever you can say to me,

you can say in front of Bettany.

- Brittney.

- Brittney, so let's start
wrestling with your issues.

What is it that you need, Dave?

- Well, first of all, a less
sympathetic ear, ya know?

Maybe a little human intimacy?

Someone to make a connection with?

- You need to get laid.

- No, it's more than that.

- You need a kickstart to
get you outta this slump.

- You need an existential
blow to your loins.

- You need a girlfriend.

- No, no, I'm terrible
at talking to girls.

You know the only reason
I chatted up Sarah

was because we were
trapped in an elevator.

- Well that's it then.

We can just disable an elevator.

Or we could have a party.

- That's it, my Christmas party.

I can simply lose any
invitation that isn't for a

conventionally attractive
young woman with loose morals.

- You're a Gemini right?

- I think so.

How do you know that?

- Ah, this is perfect.

You have to have this
party tomorrow night.

The stars will be aligned.

Engage in coitous as the
midnight hour strikes.

- Tomorrow night?

I need a little more time to heal.

Ya know, I'm not exactly Ric
Flair in the wooing department.

- There's gonna be alcohol there, Dave.

Everyone's more charming
after a couple drinks.

Bring that VHS of the Russian comedian guy

that you're in love with.

- I'm terrible at parties
and it's the last known

recording of him in existence.

So I don't really just whip
it out all willy nilly.

- Come to the party, Dave.

Drink a little.

You'll have some fun and if
you meet the love of your life

and make me the best
woman at your wedding,

this is a plus.

- It takes me hours to get comfortable.

I forget how to stand.

I just ugh, I can't.

- You need to let loose, alright?

You're too careful.

You play it too safe.

You need to wake up
naked in the Home Depot

parking lot covered in mustard.

- Been there.

- Thanks.

- You're coming and you're bringing

your best quips with you.

You're smart, funny,
handsome, you can recite

all of Ghostbusters by heart.

- Yeah, do you think
my photographic memory

will help me win some ladies?

- It has to eventually, right?

Come to the party Dave.

- I don't know, I'll think about it.

- You'll do it!

- Fine, let me go so I
can go to the bathroom.

- I have a plan, slightly extreme.

- This man needs an extreme plan.

- Our goal is to keep the maximum number

of supple young women with
promiscuous tendencies

at this party location
for as long as possible.

To do this, we one, we move your car,

take it to the mall, say it's at the shop.

We cannot have an
alternative means of escape.

- We can do a sweet
and roll over the hood.

- Two, cut off all the
communication the cell phone.

I'll bring mine from home.

Three, we disable any
means of transportation.

While you distract them
with an engaging tale

of misadventure, I'll sneak out

and render their cars non-functional.

- We can make out in the back seat.

- Four, ensure the weather is inhospitable

for them to walk out.

I'll use my cult knowledge

to summon the snow goddess, Chione.

Five, Dave uses his latent charms

and best quips to get the girl

and fulfill his destiny.

- I like it.

- So, what's up?

- Nothing, the party of your life.

I gotta make some calls.

- You didn't wash your hands.

- Sorry.

- I feel like I've been scraped

at the bottom of a shit farm.

- I just don't understand.

I called 37 guys last night.

None of them will take Allison out.

I've tried Tindr, Grinder, Snapchat,

OK Cupid, Eharmony, FarmersOnly.com.

- I called all my ex boyfriends,

all of my old teachers,

that one blind guy,

and nothing, no luck.

- We need a miracle.

- Hello?

Hello?

- Lilly!

- Oh, hi Becks, what's up?

- Lilly, I need you.

- Well, it's always fun
to check different waters

from time to time.

When do you want me over?

- Well that's excellent
information to know,

but the purpose of my call
entails your long list

of cute straight girl contacts.

- What?

- I'm having a party tomorrow night.

You and your friends can come.

- Becks, you know how
I feel about parties.

- Right, you know how to party.

You know, they still
haven't found that guy?

Anyway, I know this is last minute,

but do you think you can
round up some cute girls

for tomorrow night?

I got over-excited and ordered
over $100 of smoked salmon,

so the date's pretty set.

- Well that sounds really fun and all.

Is this gonna be an
Ellen and Portia party?

- A what now?

- Are we gonna be listening
to Tegan and Sara?

Would Kristen Stewart feel at home there?

- I don't understand.

- Is this going to be a matoesque soiree?

- Huh?

- Will there be dicks there, biatch?

- Oh yes!

Buckets of cute boys!

- That sounds like so much fun.

Is it OK if I invite my ugly friend?

- Sure, but not too many.

- Sounds great!

- This is gonna be a great party.

And now Ted, my ex-wife is trying her hand

at being a standup comedian.

So speaking of things that aren't funny,

this snow is certainly ruining
a lot of commuter's day.

Recorded snowfall is
blanketed throughout the area.

- I brought egg salad.

- Right, it's almost party time.

We feeling ready, feeling good?

- Yeah, I'm ready, I guess.

- I have all my supplies.

Should we synchronize our watches?

- What are you talking about?

- She means party supplies.

You know, corn chips, alcohol,
Barry Manilow records,

the works.

- Whose house is this?

Is this your house, Brittney?

- It is now.

- That's not important Dave.

What's important is that
we have a good time,

cray it up, as I think
the young people say.

This is exactly what you need.

And honestly, the less we know,

the less our legal liability.

- Becks.

- This is what you need and
I'm gonna give it to you

good and hard.

You take it like a man
who takes things well.

Do things that are legal in every state.

Chug a bottle of sangria,
jaywalk, kick a baby,

kick out a jams tonight,
you need to live it!

Say it with me, I need to live it!

- I need to live it.

- I need to live it!

- I will live it.

- Live it!

- I have to live it.

- Live it!

- Live it!

- Live it.

- Kill it!

Like millennials are killing Applebee's.

- OK quiet, we don't want
them to think we're crazy.

- Remember Dave, the
labe is a jealous God.

- The what?

- A jealous God.

- Who said jager bombs?

- You invited Upchuck?

- I love this guy!

- Ho ho ho, my dude.

- How are you feeling?

- I'm on a strict diet of Percocet,

Red Bull, and Bartons, a lot of Bartons.

- Well, thank you for at
least wearing a shirt.

- Thanks, it's my sisters.

I think it fits pretty nice.

- Hey!

- Jane, I haven't seen you since well,

on the news.

- That explosion was not my fault.

We were trying to invent
a new self-baking bread.

Thomas Edison wasn't
appreciated in his time either.

- Right, so introductions,

Dave, Brittney.

- Brittney.

Oh wait yes, Brittney, Brittney.

- Brittney.

Lilly, you know Dave from the club.

And this is Jane.

- Sorry, hello.

- And Allison.

- Right so, I got 38 bottles of

gin, rum, vodka and Fireball.

Let's get drunk!

- You keep that cinnamon
cyanide away from me, ya hear?

- Jesus!

- Party!

- So, you're a comedian?

- Yeah, dishwasher by day.

- What does that entail?

- Well, it's ya know,
gathering the dishes,

rinsing the dishes, taking the dishes

and putting them in the dishwasher.

- No, the being a comedian.

- Oh! Oh.

Well, it's telling jokes mostly.

Humorous anecdotes about my
life, painful experiences

supplimated through the
critical eye and cynicism

to get to the core of
the human experience,

a long line to the DMV,
my ex-wife's cooking,

fart jokes.

- You were married?

- No, no.

- Oh okay, tell me a joke.

- OK.

I do have this one.

Not a lot of people find
it very funny though.

- Oh hey, try me.

I have a great sense of humor.

I used to write for MAD Magazine.

- Really? You're a writer?

- Nah, I left that shit behind.

I am in bakery science now.

- Bakery science, what's that?

- I develop better emulsifiers all day.

- Emulsifiers, that sounds fun.

- OK, there's nothing
fun about bakery science.

It is a tough field.

Tougher than you would think.

- OK.

- Yeah, my friend invented
the stuffed crust pizza.

Awards, limos, the whole bit.

- Wow!

- Yeah, she never has to
work again, lucky bitch.

- So, what's the career
path for a bakery scientist?

- The golden ticket is
creating a new flavor

with one of the big guys.

Little Debbie, Otis Spunkmeyer,

snooty bastards down at Spunkmeyer.

We're people too, Otis!

- Neat.

- That explosion was not my fault.

- No, no, I didn't think that--

- OK, tell me a joke.

- OK, um...

Well, the thing about Hitler is--

Um, hi Brittney.

- Hey.

Met Hitler's great nephew once.

Great guy.

Made a mean ham salad.

Don't waste your efforts
on this one, Dave.

The female human Lilly
has her sights set on you.

Respect the labe, Dave.

- That's a big 409.

Who's ready for charades?

Yeah, Byron, how did you get here?

- I brought eggnog and egg salad.

- Well Dave already brought egg salad.

Remember Dave? You fired him.

Might be kinda awkward.

- Yes but this is made with fish eggs.

And before you go declaring your loyalty

for certain past employees, remember,

I control how big your Christmas bonus is.

- You know what?

That looks delicious.

You make yourself at home.

- Thanks.

So sorry!

- Is that eggnog?

- Would you like to try some of my creamy

and delicious eggnog?

- Yeah, thanks.

- I'm glad ya liked it.

What's your name?

- Upchuck, but all my
friends call me Greg.

Just kidding, they call me Upchuck.

- You're really funny.

You should come down to my club,

try doing some comedy.

- That sounds dope.

My friend Dave tells me it's hard,

blah blah blah blah.

- Oh, you know Dave.

- Yeah, Dave, my roommate.

Dave, come try some of this eggnog.

Nevermind, I finished it
off, but it was fire though.

- Hey uh, why is Byron here?

- Oh yeah, listen, I don't want him

or his weird fish egg salad here either,

but I gotta schmooze for
that Christmas bonus.

- I don't think Yuk Yuk's
does Christmas bonuses.

- I thought maybe they were starting to.

- Dave.

- Oh, hi Byron.

I heard that you brought egg salad.

- That's correct.

- Uh great, well it was
nice talking to you.

- Wait Dave, I wanted to tell you that

even though I fired you,
I saw you perform a lot

and you should know that you
are really bad at standup.

It's terrible, and that you
should definitely consider

virtually any other
career other than standup,

like what was that last set even?

- Uh well, the church has--

- It matters not, my pet.

Now I realize that you consider me to be

not only your boss, but a mentor.

- I don't know what gave
you that impression.

- So, you and Upchuck are roommates.

What are his grooming habits?

Do you know?

Does he perhaps shave his
entire body below the neck?

- You know what?

I actually hear someone
calling me, so I'm gonna go.

Brittney, is there someone in there?

- No, don't be ridiculous.

That was a chair.

- But they were--

- It's a wild party, Dave.

You and your partner never
been bound head to foot

with gags in your mouth?

It's very sensual.

- But who are they?

- Have you seen Becks?

According to the plan, I believe it's time

for her distraction and
I have my tasks as well.

- Plan? What plan?

- Plan? What are you talking about?

- You just said--

- No I didn't Dave, I think
your drinking problem's

heavily contributing to your scatterbrain.

- I don't have a drinking--

- Shh.

The labor is hard, but you
must serve the mistress well.

You must serve the labe.

- OK, gather round everyone, gather round.

It's time for the annual recitation of my

favorite Christmas story.

I'll start in Christmas Eve 1992.

I was alone.

- Weren't you born in 96?

- It all started in 2004.

Thank you Byron, I had my dates mixed up.

It was the year my family and
I decided to spend Christmas

roughing it abroad.

- And now the cars.

- So I'm hanging there
upside down over a huge pot

of boiling vegetables when
I make direct eye contact

with a tazmanian devil.

- This sounds a lot like
another story I've heard

starring Bugs Bunny.

- Save your questions for the
end of the story, thank you.

- Were you scared?

- Terrified but I made a connection

with that tazmanian devil.

He looked at me and he said,
"Trust me, you're safe."

Not with his, but telepathically.

So I put on a brave face.

- Like the face that the
cannibals were wearing?

- No, those were actual faces.

I just adopted courageous traits.

I looked at the king and then I said yes,

I will marry you.

- I literally can't believe it.

- God's truth.

Ask Ryan Seacrest, he was
the one that bailed me out

that night.

All I ever asked for
was a bag of pork rinds

and according to the locals,

that was the first time it
snowed in over 100 years.

- You're so brave.

- I try my best.

Anyway, here's to a merry Christmas.

- I have a Christmas story too!

But it's also a drinking game.

Drink every time I say black guy.

- Yuri, Yuri, do you receive?

- Ya, we are
receiving you Sir.

What is your?

- The American Dave, I
believe he has the tape.

The deviant, Becks,

she says that he never leaves without it.

- Retrieve the
tape from the American

pig dogs by any means necessary.

Many Soviet lives depend on it.

- And when I do, I can
return home to mother Russia?

- Da, only when you have the tape.

Use whatever means necessary.

- You'll have the tape, Yuri.

Yes, you will.

And I will have my revenge.

- Are you done?

- Yes, just one second
Jane, I'll be right out.

- Let's kick this night
right in the baby maker.

- So, you like whiskey, huh?

- Yeah, um, I guess I'm not exactly having

the best night or week.

- Drowning your sorrows.

Boy troubles?

- Yeah well, no, I'm not gay.

Are you gay?

- No, no, I kinda thought
this was a gay party.

So, girl troubles then?

- Partially.

My frigid long distance girlfriend

decided to keep another
guy warm this winter.

- Hm, so the whiskey.

Well, here's to infidelity.

My ex had a three-month
affair with the milk girl.

- Milk girl?

- Now they live on a dairy farm in Iowa,

oddly enough.

Enough about me.

How well do you know Jane and Lilly?

- Um, don't really know Jane.

I've seen her around.

And I've worked with Lilly
for the last six months

at the club.

Well worked, I got fired the other day.

- Oh, I'm sorry.

- Eh, I kinda yelled at
an old lady and she died.

- Oh!

Wow.

That'll do it.

- Yeah.

- So, you work at the club.

Worked, I mean.

- Yeah, I'm a comic.

Well, would be comic, I'm
not really that funny.

- I can see how that
would be a career barrier.

- Well actually ya
know, you'd be surprised

with how many of the successful comedians

aren't really that funny at all.

- So, what do you think of Lilly?

- Oh uh, Lilly is fine.

- She sure can pound down the booze.

- Yeah, I've never seen a woman

drink so much vodka and
still be able to stand up.

She gets this crazy
strength when she drinks.

Ya know, she pushed a car out of a lake.

So uh, do you like wine?

- I like a good red.

So Lilly, do you think that her behavior

changes when she drinks to excess?

That she becomes reckless?

- Uh yeah, reckless is
probably a pretty good word

to describe it.

You know, you have really pretty eyes.

- And do you think that
she habitually uses drugs?

- Uh...

- My bad.

This is quite the spillage.

- I'll go grab a towel.

- I'll clean it up.

- Um, yeah so, ya know,

Allison said she was grabbing a towel.

- Don't rub it!

You have to dab it.

Dab it!

Ugh, let me show you.

- Do you think you should help?

- Hey, what took you so long?

- All in good time, young
human, it's finished.

- I'm having second thoughts.

I mean, I love Dave, but this
all seems a little insane

and kind of illegal and--

- Once you're in steep, you've
just gotta go all the way.

- What is happening?

- There was a spill.

- Whiskey.

I prefer vodka but that tastes good.

I like to try new things whenever I can.

Do you like to try new things?

- Um, well, I've been

known to sample.

- Do you know what it
means to be a man, Dave?

- Making 20% more for the same work?

- It mostly involves,

how do you say, butt sex.

- What?

- Care to join me in the shadowy corners

for some passionate necking?

- Don't really know--

Ah...

So uh, are you a fan of Kippling.

- No.

- OK.

Uh...

- So what was that you were
talking to Becks about earlier?

Some VHS tape with an Armanian comedian?

Animal soul train?

- Oh yeah, Russian actually.

Yeah, Anatoli Big Tony Solshinitzen.

It was his last performance
before he was sent

to the Goulag and disappeared forever.

- That's fascinating!

- Yeah, thank you, yes it is.

Actually, he wasn't Russian.

He was Lithuanian by birth.

His paternal grandfather raised him.

He talked a lot about
his childhood in his act,

you know, he wove these
beautiful themes of loss

and humanity mixed in
with the jokes about farts

and borscht, ya know?

- That's very interesting.

I'd love to see it.

Do you have it with you, the tape?

- Yeah, yeah always.

- Ah!

Lilly!

- Jane!

- Have you forgetten-say about Allison-A?

- Like a threesome?

Wait just a minute and
I'll go get my ugly friend.

- No threesome!

You promised!

A Christmas boyfriend for Allison!

- Wait, are you guys,

you guys planning to
set me up with Allison?

- Well you see, last year,
there was an escaped bull

that gorged Michael to death.

- Uh huh, uh huh, OK.

Does Allison like me?

- I'm so sorry, I just
really needed a pick me up

after the spill and global
warming and what not.

- This bitch understands
the struggle, babe.

But it looks like the only
other guys at this party

are gonna hook up with each other.

This could be ugly's only change.

I mean, Allison.

- Right, I'm such a bad friend.

- No, you're a good friend!

When you try.

Do you wanna bump some lines
and maybe make out later?

- Sure!

- Besties!

- Just may as well find something.

A note.

- Hi, I'm Dave and this
is my audition tape

for Last Comic Standing.

Hey, Upchuck, would you
hold the camera still?

Thank you.

OK, so the best thing about Hitler

is not his mustache, but it's actu--

And that is why I just
love the Jewish community,

my favorite people in the entire world.

- Hey, how did you get
Dave's audition tape?

- So what are you doing?

- Lilly asked me to
grab something from her purse.

- Cool, cool, yeah.

Grabbing stuff for your friends, cool.

So, what did she ask you to get?

- Uh, this.

- Oh um, you know, Lilly actually did seem

like she would need that right about now.

- She seemed like she needed a dildo?

- I think yeah, a penis, a pick me up.

I mean, hey, you're the one
gettin' it for her right?

- Yeah, right.

Her party pick me up penis.

Uh...

So what are you gonna do now?

Now that you're not at the club anymore?

- Oh um, I don't know.

Probably something that
I'll fail utterly at again.

- No, everybody fails at something.

Everybody falls flat on their face.

It's a part of life.

- So have you fallen flat on your face?

- Well, no.

Actually, I did get second place
at a spelling bee one time.

But that's not the point.

The point is that it's
part of becoming an adult.

You aren't really an adult
until you have failed utterly.

Something important to you.

Maybe if I haven't totally boned it,

then I'm not really grown up.

But you have and that's good because

now you can take this
moment and learn from it

and grow into the real you.

- Yeah, ya know Allison,
I think you're right.

I've been beating myself
up like someone just like

grabbed my hand and said,
"Stop hitting yourself!

"Stop hitting yourself,
stop hitting yourself,"

and then I've opened my eyes

and it was just me the whole time.

I just ya know, I need to own this.

I need to own it, ya know?

Thank you, thank you Allison.

- Dave, can I trust you?

- Uh, yeah sure.

- I have a confession to make.

I'm an investigative reporter
and I'm researching something,

something explosive, I mean really big.

And I might need your help.

The fate of the world may
rest on your decision.

- What kind of help?

- They said they didn't
cast me because I was

too good looking.

- Have you guys seen Upchuck?

Sexy little peanut disappeared on me.

- He left to chase a
squirrel or something.

- That guy and his rodents, what a riot.

- What?

- Lilly, where have you been?

Mama always said to dance
with the one who brung ya.

I've danced all my dances.

- What?

- Have you ever felt like
you've lost something

really important but you realize

you've already snorted it?

- Oh!

I see.

- I'm all out and Byron has a guy nearby.

- I do.

- So we're gonna go on
a little field trip.

- But we're coming back, right?

For Allison, I mean?

- I don't know, yeah, maybe.

But Mama's got a fee that comes first!

Allison.

Allison!

Damn it to hell son of a bitch!

- Listen Becks, I really appreciate you

throwing this party for me but,

you know, maybe I should
just work through this thing

on my own, you know?

I gotta be my own man.

- Dave, I've not even yet
begun to humiliate myself

for the benefit of your loins.

- That's creepy but, ya
know, I'm afraid that

all your effort on behalf on my loins

tonight haven't really--

- Just wait a few more seconds.

- What?

- Five, four, three, two--

Well hello Jane, Lilly, Allison and Byron.

What are you doing back?

- Hi, uh, my car wouldn't start.

- Oh no!

- That was a drug run, right?

- Who calls it that?

And why would that pup go
chasing after that squirrel

when there's a perfectly
good otter right here?

- This is just awful
and during a snowstorm

in which the likes of snow
goddess Chione has never seen.

And Upchuck's car won't start either.

- How do you know that?

Is he back already?

- I mean, if we can't find Upchuck,

we can't find his keys, right?

- And I Ubered here and
frankly was hoping to be

taken home by someone.

- Do you mind if we stay
in here where it's warm

while we wait and call for an Uber?

- Absolutely.

- Damn it.

- What is it, my dear?

- I don't have signal!

No bars!

Do you have WiFi?

- Oh no, no, no, no, no.
- No WiFi.

- Lilly, do you have a signal?

- Nope, not at all, strange.

- Does anybody have a signal?

- Nope.

- Nothing here.

- Becks, you have a car.

Please, I have somewhere I need to be.

- Uh actually, my car is in the shop.

I got dropped off by a cab.

Bad flux capacitor.

- Damn it to hell!

Son of a bitch!

- We could walk.

- In this weather?

Maybe we should just stay a while.

- Let's check the radio!

- And the blizzard
conditions will continue

for at least 36 hours, so
if you are somewhere safe,

for God's sake, stay there!

You don't wanna be out in this,

not to mention the mass escape from the

state mental hospital for
the extra criminally insane

that just happened.

Some bad characters out there for sure.

- Whew, well, that sounds bad.

- Everyone settle in.

We still have games, parties and drinks,

and some surprises in store.

- Song.

Uh sand baby.

- Uh, songs about sex.

Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid.

Take me out to the ball game.

- Hit me baby one more time?

- Time's up.

- It's the Game of Thrones theme song!

- OK, I'll go next.

OK, this is a movie.

- No, you can't talk.

- Now.

- You can't talk man!

- Uh, War Horse.

- Horse Whisperer.

- Flicka.

- Cowboys.

- No talking!

- True Grit.

- Jaws.

- The Shining?

Kill Bill Volume One.

- Rocky one.

- The Shining?

- Rocky two.

- Kill Bill Volume Two.

- Rocky three?

- A New Hope.

- Rocky four.

- E.T., E.T.!

- Terminator!

- Shining?

- So are you having fun?

- Totes.

Brittney, right?

- That's the name I've chosen.

From the before time, I
was called something else.

- That's interesting.

- I used to be called The Brave Balini.

- Where are you from?

- The circus.

- Oh, there's a hair in there, sorry.

- That's interesting.

I don't see a hair and
I have 20/70 vision.

- I took a couple sips from it.

You could get another one though.

- Are you still interested in Dave?

It's been a while since
you've talked to him.

- I like to take things slow sometimes.

- It's really
whipping up out there.

- I see you got some punch as well.

- I thirst for mango sorbet,
sugar, and productivity.

That's a really nice painting.

- What painting?

Is that crown molding?

- Dave has
an interesting shirt on.

- Why's that man naked?

- Charades sure makes me thirsty.

Who's ready for the next round?

Upchuck sure doesn't
know what he's missing

and you know what a really good game is?

Really good game is spin the--

- Spin the, what are you going to spin?

- Book!

- No, movie.

- Uh, Because of Winn Dixie.

- The Shining?

- The commemorative
statuette of liberty.

- Wow!

It's hot in here, isn't it?

It's hot in here, right?

Who else got the egg salad?

- Well, clearly,

someone's had too much to drink.

Somebody give me a hand.

He just needs to sleep it off.

- I may have miscalculated.

- You sure he's alright?

- What a lightweight.

If anyone wants to draw dicks on his face,

there's sharpies by the solo cups.

- Hey, can I have that?

What?

- Nothing.

- That one should be fine.

- Hey, do you wanna make out?

Suddenly, I feel like

that's the right thing to do right now.

- Sure, maybe later.

- Who am I kidding?

Look at you with your red hair.

You never take time to
stoop off your high horse

to fraternize with the likes of me!

- Are you OK?

- This looks more familiar.

- Byron! Make out with me!

- Byron?

- You know what, she's got the right idea.

Who is ready to party?

- My little buddy!

- It's you!

- OK, this is taking way too long.

- Oh God, oh!

- Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God!

Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God!

- Lilly, why do you have that?

- My name is not Lilly, it's Svetlanna

and I've been trained
to withstand the most

extreme torture and not crack,

but spending the last few
months with the likes of you

is all the torture I can take.

- Hold on, hold on a minute.

So we're not besties?

Oh damn!

Holy shit!

- Ow, it hurts!

Oh, I feel so good.

- What do you want?

You can literally steal anything you want

from this house.

- You have what I want.

- Oh my God.

- Damn, she wants you body bad, bro.

- Don't make me throw up.

His skin tastes like beef jerky.

- I guess that's not the
first time I've heard that.

- The tape.

- Scotch tape?

- Anatoli Solshinitzen,
you have the world's

only remaining copy of his
last known performance.

- Enema Soul Train?

- It's a film we've
been looking for for the past

20 years.

- Wow!

Are you a fan of his work?

- He was swine.

Anatoli was one of the
biggest conspirators

of an unsuccessful
insurrection against Soviet.

It is said in the tape,
he had revel secrets

within bad jokes.

- They are not bad.

- Quiet you!

- Lesbianca, throw me that bag.

- No! It's fragile!

Big Tony.

- Was this another audition tape?

- Aha! The smoking gun!

Two grand spent at JJ's bar

and for Tammy?

Who's Tammy?

- Fact, tomorrow I go
back home to mother Russia

with the rebel secrets
or the ugly gets it.

- No!

- I did not think this is
how my night was gonna go.

- You can't kill her.

She...

She has dirt on you.

- What?

- What?

- Yeah she's an investigative journalist

and boy, you don't wanna
get on her bad side.

- Dave, how is that going to help me

get out of this alive?

- So, you're not a horse doctor?

- I've never even seen a horse.

- Who do you work for?

- Teeny Bop Bubblegum Magazine.

- What the hell is that?

- I read that, they have great quizzes.

- I was doing an expose on binge drinking

among millennials.

Lilly was my research subject.

- Liars! All my friends are liars!

I'm so horny!

I'm so confused!

- Save!

- Wait, don't hurt her.

I know the tape by heart.

I can recite it word for word.

Please, take me, you
really don't need Allison.

- Dave, no.

- Is this true?

Even the parts in Russian?

- Impressed.

- Well, I don't know what it means

but I can recite it phonetically.

- You say you want to go
back home and kiss mother?

- Gross.

- Dave, you come with me.

Unfortunately for the rest of you,

there can be no witnesses.

Lesbianca, you die first.

- Oh God, it's happening.

- The Brave Balini.

- Again?

- This was all easier when you all comply,

American scum.

- Well I'm proud to be an American.

I pledge allegiance to the flag.

- Oh no, no, no.

Well, she died how she lived,

passed out on the ground
covered in alcohol.

What are you doing?

- Haven't you seen Halloween?

The villain always comes
back for one last scare.

Hey, since when has John
Carpenter directed my life, right?

- You didn't hit her once!

- Should someone call the police?

- Yeah, we should probably uninstall

the cell phone blockers.

- The what?

- Uh, negative, having
any police officials here

would be bad for someone
wanted in 13 states.

- You?

- The smaller ones.

- There's a woman with
half her face on the floor.

Jane's thighs are oozing

and Byron still hasn't even woken up!

- We'll meet again soon, young human.

- What?

- FBI, get down on the ground!

Everybody get down on the ground!

- Brittney? Brittney?

Brandy?

- Bethany.

Well Becks, thanks to the tracking device

I put in your butt, you
led us right to our target.

- What?

- Sorry it took us an extra minute.

Something was blocking
our signal for a while.

- What's in my butt?

- Which one of you is Allison?

- Me.

- You have a Teeny
Bopper Bubblegum Magazine

issued recording device, correct?

- This one?

- Thanks, we'll use this in court.

You probably just saved the country

from lots of bad guys.

And Dave.

- Huh?

- You have photographic memory.

- What's in my butt?

- Uh yeah.

- Skills like that, we could
really use on the force.

Have you ever considered
a career in the FBI?

- No.

Uh, but I will now.

- Give me a call sometimes.

We'll find a spot for you.

- Does she even see him shoot?

Can I have some help please?

Hey, you're cute!

- It really is a Christmas miracle.