read the pitt stop. this isn’t the best excerpt, but it’s my favorite today, from “the one where i almost make a wish come true”:
i was tokin' on a blunt, watching "cops" and laughing my ass off when the phone rang.
now, i have about a dozen people on my payroll that are paid to do nothing but answer my phone.
obviously, they were nowhere to be found as the phone kept ringing.
i mentally fired every one of them as i picked up the phone.
it was dave, one of my agents.
"brad babe, i just got a call from the make-a-wish foundation. there's a little girl in iowa with terminal cancer that wants to meet you before she dies."
i have a soft spot for kids with cancer.
but i cannot fucking stand kids from iowa.
thus, my dilemma.