My name is Saul, real quick. I'm first generation Mexican. I speak English and Spanish. And some people, yeah, you whistle at that. That's good. People sometimes, when I tell people that, they assume fluent Spanish. And at the end of the show, I've got some guy, oh, no, no, no, come back, come back. I'm like, oh, man, I hear my own mistake right here. I speak some Spanish. And they say Spanish is like a sexy language to which I disagree, because I speak it with this voice, you know. So anytime I try to come off of Casanova with a girl and it sounds like a Mexican flea market merchant trying to sell discount fruit. Like, oh, yeah, say, you want some papaya? But you get a number less like? Like, no, man, but I saw those some tangelos in a grocery store bag. I'm getting all kinds of action, you know. Something I do. I grew up poor in a poor town. I went to a lot of flea markets, and I saw something at my local flea market that bugged me. I saw a cop on a bike. Why do those still exist? I'm not saying let's defund all the police, but like, at least the ones powered by huffies, you know. He was like, he was doing it too. Like, I don't know. He was like, having too fun being a cop. Like, he was like, swiggling his hips a little bit. And he was ding, ding, ring, ring. I was like, are you pulling someone over? Is that like a paper route? Because I feel, I don't like that at all. Yeah. It just feels like it's the only department that does goofy shit like that. You don't see the fire department going like, oh, well, we should rollerblade into that burning building. How fun with that, Pete. We go on there like drive-through waitresses. Who ordered water? You know, like, I don't know. I should meet too harsh on cops. I feel like we either have no money to keep cops on the streets or train them right, or they have so much money that they have like weird meetings on how they should spend that money. They're like, come together. Hey, you know, we should do. They go, what? We should buy a horse. What do you want to do with a horse? Fucking, let's make it a cop. Horse cops. OK. But like in the country, New York City. I saw one on Hollywood Boulevard. He took a shit on the Paddy LaBelle star. I was like, who pays for that, huh? Better not be my tax dollars. I don't know. Like I said, I grew up poor. So I had a lot of homeless friends growing up. And I can't even say that in this town without somebody getting mad at me. I get corrected a lot. It's unhoused. This is the fattest way I'll explain any type of logic ever. If you have a hot dog and someone takes your hot dog away, you are now hot dogless. You would not care. Like, oh, I've been unhot dog. You know? You would still be without the fucking hot dog, you know? We're faking this city. We pretend like we care about poor people, but we don't. We care about what we see with our eyes. I heard someone the other day complain, I don't like these tents. I don't like looking at them. Well, I like those tents, because if we're not going to fix a problem, all those tents do is block our eyes from the fairiest shit happening under tents. You take the tent out of the equation now. Some guy smoking crackle this mile. And I don't want to see it. I'm trying to drive home from Trader Joe's, all right? I don't want to see some guy making snow angels and bike parts, OK? Some of you shut down a little bit, but you don't. I live on Hollywood Boulevard. I'm emotional about it. I saw some guy on the walk of fame. He was OD-ing. The sun was out. He was noon. I was looking at him. I was like, there should be a tent there, man. That should be none of my business, dog. This is America. I thought your man should be able to OD and the privacy of his own tent, I say. I guess I grew different from you guys. I had an immigrant grandmother who had a house. When she got that house, she took in a homeless person. And not like how you see on TV, you take them to rehab, you clean them up, because life's that's beautiful. Life's not that beautiful. He was addicted to meth and therapies. And we took him in as his. But the problem is, it was just like, all right, you stay in the shack in the backyard. This is the treaty. Stay in the shack in the backyard, but you got to keep the front yard clean. And that was the treaty for years. But he's addicted to meth. So sometimes people addicted to meth, they will live forever, all right, because he is still back there. My grandma's been dead. My mom has him now. And then when I get the house, I inherit a tweaker butler. I don't know about you guys, but he's an outside tweaker butler. All right. He tries to come into my house. I spray him with a bottle like a cat. I go, uh-uh, to the show. I'm sorry. You shut down again. I'm sorry, if you don't like the way I treat mine, you can go out there and go get one of your own. All right. Raise them how you like. But don't tell me how to raise mine, all right? It's a little mean. All right. Well, I'm sorry. I'm just. I'm a weird guy. I'm a minimalist. Y'all know what that is? Couple people. If you don't want to means, it's just hipster for poor. That's all. Means I don't care about stuff, possessions. I like experience. It's like, this is fun. Bill, I have an abel, I'm good experience. Y'all a good experience. A weirder example would be the shoes on my feet. Some of you would be able to see them. There's some dirty pullments. They were 45 bucks when they were new. My wife bought them for me. She had to. Because if you leave me to my own devices, I am such a minimalist. I will buy $9 shoes from Walmart. Those don't even come in a box. They come in like a bin, loose, like all men's or beans. Not together. I find the left one. I got to excavate for the right one. And people think that's weird. You know what I think is weird? Shoot collections. And I'm not speaking on any race or sex. Sneaker heads. A lot of you are in here. You weird me the fuck out. You never wear the shoe for what it's for in your life. You never wear like waiting in line of footlocker for three days. I'm going to do a layup, see what these fritos are good for. You're going to wear those to a potluck or an outdoor wedding. Those shoes will never see a basketball court. But they'll always be around in potato salad. Those are your cold-slaw Jordans. This is what those are. Some of you feel attacked. Because I'm attacking you. All right? I understand. You don't understand. $9 shoes from Walmart. They make stepping in dog shit. So liberating. Do that with your Jordans on. Now you got a whole project. You got to take the shoe off. You got to get a paint cap or a twig. You got to solve a goddamn maze. $9 shoes. I step in dog shit. I help right out of them. They just broke like, fuck those shoes. You see that? Those malfunctioned. Who broke? Walk right back into Walmart. No shoes on. Nobody bats an eyelash. That's regular people shit here. That's fine. Come in. We see the toes, big boy. Come in for the deals. And then $9. I'm back in the game, baby. Walking around, kicking. You know, not good. I'll come in to crime and $9 shoes tonight. I live on Hollywood Boulevard. I'll come in to crime. Put the shoes into a bag, throw that bag into a fire. Those are burner shoes, OK? To get understand that joke, you're a good person. God bless you. But those are the cricket wireless of shoes. Those are pre-paid shoes. I'll kick those into the ocean. Fuck those shoes. Better example, you think if I were to become rich, I'm going to buy shit like a Lamborghini or a Ranger over. Fuck no. Watch, give me money. I'm going to buy 16 Honda Civics and just crash them as I go. Oh, shit. Oh, fuck. That's Sunset Boulevard's issue. I got to go. Hey, I number seven is down. You got to bring out number eight. Helicopter, Honda Civic. Look how rich I am, huh? Hey, y'all been very fond of my name is Salvo. Hey, how are you? Hey. Hey. Make some more tricks I will to heal everyone. Let him hear it.