Live from New York, it's Get Off My Lawn with Kevin McKinnon.
Working my way through a middle of June midnight thunderstorm There was something in the headlights stopping me on a dime She was scared to death,
so I said by Mian and in she climbed She was bruised and broke from head to toe with a tear in her blood-stained shirt She didn't tell the whole truth,
But she didn't have to I knew what it happened to her Can't really see my tie And I didn't load her down With questions That girl had been through enough I just threw it in dry I looked in those eyes And asked her where he was I don't know if he's an angel Cause angels don't do it He did He was helping to fly That
was an intense jam by Hardy called Wait in the truck about a guy who's got to kill a guy He's gonna go to jail Do his time, but he had to do it because the guy he killed was a bad guy A real bad guy am gonna do it Dude,
ever since that episode we did where we talked about those crackheads in the park in La Crosse, I'm becoming a Satanist.
I am not Christian.
I'm a globalist.
Did that air already?
Yeah.
Okay, yeah.
I just keep thinking, kill them all.
I noticed.
I'm at the point now where COVID was good.
It got rid of a bunch of olds and fats that were a burden on society.
Like, I just see these people and I go, just kill them.
Just kill them.
Being a eugenicist out of pure emotion, I think, is better than being like a Klaus Schwabian one.
It doesn't matter.
People die.
People die.
Like the guy who killed those college students, right?
We're going to go through a long trial now, and there's going to be lawyers involved.
And I, as a taxpayer, I'm going to shell out millions of dollars, likely.
Pop.
You killed a bunch of college students?
Okay, pop.
Just kill him.
I saw some dude today in the Bronx, some old black, not old, but my age black guy just trying to do up his pants.
And I was like, you can't figure out pants?
You got to go.
Some old lady with like a bunch of rings, old white lady with a walker.
You toss him a revolver?
Figure this out.
When you're done with your pants, I got another challenge for you.
Any last words?
Yeah.
Thank you.
Okay.
Fuck you.
I hate you.
Like, why are we wasting time with so many people?
I know.
It's a terrible thing to say.
It's not me.
I'm Christian.
I value all of God's creations, but I don't know, man.
Living in New York City, you're just like, shut up, Janet.