Looking at My Friend’s Butthole

We— I went to, uh, Saturday night, Ilya, he's going to Chicago, right? And both of his assistants are gone, so he said, oh, uh, can someone take me to the airport? I said, I'll take you to the airport, you know, just to be like a nice guy, whatever. So we wen…

We need to go around everybody that was arriving because no one was departing.

Whatever, that was the problem.

Yeah, he called me that.

I was like, fuck yeah, big fat daddy cock Jason. That's how pumped I was.

That's the reason that David doesn't let anybody fucking drive.