Here's the thing, I never, never, never, never judge other parents now. I never do. I used to, but I never do. Like, you know when you see a mother in McDonald's or someplace or in a toy store and she's just melting down in her kid? She's like, shut up, I hate you, you're ugly. And people are sitting around going, oh my goodness, she's a horrible mother. Well guess what? Those people aren't fucking parents. They don't have kids. Because any parents who are in that store are thinking, what did that shitty kid do to that poor woman? That poor woman I wish I could help. Because you don't know, man, you don't know. But like when you see a parent that seems to be negligent, like you're in the, you see a parent in McDonald's with the kid and the parents are like, I can't take this shit anymore. And just like, collapsed in all the shopping bags or just screwing everywhere. And the kids happy, the kids eat in french fries. And the kid asks a question like, mama, why is the sky blue? And she's like, just shut up and eat your french fries. And you think, what a terrible mother. Why doesn't she answer her child? When I have a child, I will answer all of their questions. And open their minds to the wonders of the world. Well guess what? You don't know what the fuck you're talking about. You can't answer a kid's question. They don't accept any answer. A kid never goes, oh, thanks, I get it. They're fucking never say that. They just keep coming. More questions. Why? Why? Why? So you don't even know who the fuck you are anymore at the end of the conversation. It's an insane deconstruction. It's a, this is my daughter the other day. She's like, Papa, why can't we go outside? Well, because it's raining. Why? Well, water's coming out of the sky. Why? Because it was in a cloud. Why? Well, clouds form when there's vapor. Why? I don't know. I don't know. That's, I don't know any more things. Those are all the things I know. Why? Because I'm stupid. I'm stupid. Why? Well, because I didn't pay attention in school. I went to school, but I didn't listen in class. Why? Because I was high all the time. I spoke too much, why? Why? Because my parents gave me no guidance. They didn't give a shit. Why? Because they fucked in a car and had me and they resented me for taking their youth. Why? Because they had bad morals. They just had no compass. Why? Because they had shitty parents. It just keeps going like that. Why? Because fuck it. We're alone in the universe. Nobody gives a shit about us. I'm going to stop here to be polite to you for a second. But this goes on for hours, hours, and it gets so weird and abstract. At the end, it's like, why? Well, because some things are and some things are not. Why? Well, because things that are not can't be. Why? Because there's nothing wouldn't be. You can't have fucking nothing, isn't? Everything is. Why? Because if nothing wasn't, there'd be fucking all kinds of shit that we don't like. Giant ass with top hats dancing around. There's no room for all that shit. Why? I'll fuck you, your French fries, your little shit. God damn it. Thank you very much, everybody. Good night.