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April 27, 2024 - Tate Speech - Andrew Tate
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The Name is Fun… Mr. Fun | Tate Confidential Ep 228
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Why Humidity Matters 00:04:31
Oh Here we go, what time is it?
What time is that?
Where's the ice is there a bucket with ice in your hair to cool these coffees down to really nice
Nice Three black coffees fire blood and see for what do you see
for if you have fire blood?
We stopped drinking C4 once we made fire blood.
Yeah, I'm just sleeping. So you're just using up every product in the house.
What's your end goal with this?
I had a problem. I couldn't sleep last night.
So I go to bed nice and early.
I sleep at 12. I woke up at 7.
I couldn't get back to bed. But because I woke up at 7, I've had a busy day at work.
I'm now tired at 9.30.
So my brain thinks I go to bed at midnight again.
That would be nice. But then I'll probably wake up at fucking 6 and be unable to sleep.
So what I need to do is poison myself with loads and loads of chemicals.
So I can't sleep at all.
Because I have to get up at 9 tomorrow anyways.
If I get to sleep around 8.59, at 9 I'll get out of bed and just do my stuff.
And then I won free time.
All I have to do is suffer for the next few minutes.
While I drink all of these poisonous chemicals.
1775 coffee. Check it out.
Why am I jealous? Should I do this?
Will my life be better if I do what you're doing?
Alex, you are our health advisor.
Do you advise that Andrew does this?
No.
Why not?
No.
What did we get to you?
Electric humidor.
Nice. Who put Zins in here?
I'm gonna put- Keep them out on him.
I'm putting my Zins.
Why do you need to keep a Zins?
Right there. There's no humidity limit for fucking Zins.
No Zins in the cigar humidor.
They definitely belong in the- We're not rednecks!
They do believe- They belong in there.
You might be a redneck baby boy, but I am a sophisticated gentleman and I do not wish for zins in my humidor.
Thank you very much.
Ha ha ha.
But there's definitely room.
Don't care.
Now it's 78.
Some of these scars are dry.
They're an old humidor.
Some of these here are a little bit dry.
78.
How do you know what percentage it needs to be on for things?
72.5 is correct, but I'm going to keep it 78 for a few days.
Is that temperature or humidity level?
Yeah, but why don't you crank it up to maximum?
100% humidity. Why don't we put them all under war?
Why don't we put them all under war?
Hear me out. I've never been less than 100% kind about it.
I think we should put it up to 100, and if it become too wet and unsmokable, that sounds like we get to buy more.
I don't know, I just can't see that happening, you know?
I'm at 100% kind of going to put it up to fucking maximum.
We got maximum of it.
When do we ever not maximum everything?
We always max it up.
Maximum is 90. Maximum is 90, so you bought this piece of shit humidor.
So it's 74 now, let's just, I'll close the door, wait a few minutes.
90% humidity.
Yeah. And I put, there was two dry humidity packs, and I got into Tell me, what is the one thing that this humidor is missing, though?
There is one thing, there's one thing missing.
Give me some backup.
The Zins need to be in the humidor.
Andrew, it's 1-1 vote.
You cast the final vote.
I'm not ruining tobacco with your redneck Zins.
You know? Tobacco should all be in one place.
Boom! 100% yes.
Cigarettes, zins, shisha pipes, what others back around?
Old man pipes, you name it.
Right where it belongs.
Captain Fun's Humidor Dilemma 00:07:58
Thank you, Andrew.
So anyway, are we finished here?
Ha ha ha.
I'm going to go to the bathroom.
Alright, Andrew's here.
you Nigel's here. Alex is here.
Yep. I'm here. Who are we missing?
Not sure. Where is Captain Fun?
I told you guys that he doesn't do anything.
Ever. And he denied it and said, that's not true, that's not true.
And then I said, we should start recording it.
And we recorded maybe 10% of the times he hasn't come anywhere.
Everything you've seen should be 10x'd.
Think how many times we haven't recorded it.
Tons. Tons. He never goes anywhere, never does anything.
That's Tristan. He stays in his house, refuses to go anywhere, smokes cigarettes with girls.
That's it. That's what he does.
I miss T. That's what he does.
This is New York. It's in his house.
Cycling through wives.
Smoking cigarettes. That's it.
So I came here about two years ago.
Left my M5 out front.
Luckily it wasn't anything else.
It was only my M5. But it's tuned as 900 horsepower.
I don't know if the guy got excited or what.
But the valet parker crashed it and damaged the front bit.
And then I had a meeting with the owner and he said he'd give me store credit or food credit to get it all fixed.
So I've got 4,000 euros worth of food credit.
And I thought, well, I'll go back there sometime.
Never went back. Went to jail.
Was on house arrest. And here we are, two years later, to spend my 4,000 euro food.
Are we going to do it in one sitting?
In one day. Like heroes.
We should do it in one day. Alex is thinking, you can't eat me.
You're me. Hey, we can do it.
You and me. Let's go.
Always comes down to you and me in the end, doesn't it, Bailey?
It does seems as always you and me left standing Intellectual murder people edition come for you pull a gun
like remington fully charge up He got the killer man. I think young for me young pussy run
up. You care about Kryptonite coming under the most fighting at the middle of
the night to make the place get nice Oh, you never know. See a little juvenile could run in a
yard and take a cheap They don't give a fuck.
You just have to get in here and just iron neck.
Done the sparring session. Done the sparring session.
Week before my fight.
Um, O2. Got hit here.
Like, pull my rib.
Still hit. Pull my rib.
Thingy. Um, doing fucking agony.
I was absolutely f***ing human.
Do you think I was going to stop fighting? No way.
First round, a guy caught me in my f***ing rib.
I was like, f*** this. Went back to number one.
He hit my rib.
I was like, you have to knock him out. Ten seconds to the second round.
Boom! Overhand right. Good sleep.
So I'm telling you, the best way to go with that is to keep sparring to the point where you don't give a f***.
If you get hit and get hurt, I'm good.
There's no other way. Trust me.
We're not saying it to just like bully you.
I'm telling you. You sat all summer.
And now what? You're not fit.
You're easy to hurt everywhere else.
And it still hurts. At least you were hard to hurt other places before.
Now you're weak everywhere. But you didn't gain anything.
If you'd have kept sparring, you'd only have one weakness.
And you're young, bro. I'm 37, right?
Three times longer. My right hand hurts.
My left ankle is fucked. I've got injuries.
I just don't mention them so no one knows I have them.
Don't use it as an excuse anymore.
It doesn't exist. Sparring.
Boom. That's it. Fuck it all. Get out of your mind and it will be your body.
But if you fight pro, something always hurts.
Trust me. All the time, something's fogged.
Something's broken.
So at least your weapons are still good.
It's worse when you like, hurt a weapon.
Cause that's really hard. You can't hurt them.
You can still hurt us. Who cares?
Just punch us. So we can't punch you.
Don't matter to them about where we're from In the gutters where we belong.
Ain't spend these nights in a game just letting I get stained by a cat named Tom.
Ain't forgotten, but they're gone.
Both my boys, this shit long.
I'm weak every day of the week, but I still tell bros, little bro stay strong.
Crocodile D, come Colgate runs.
Just to continue documenting the Chronicles, Yusuf is here.
Andrew is here. Alex is here.
Nigel is here. Who are we missing?
Captain Fun is busy in Funland.
It's two nights in a row.
It's every day. I'm showing the people who might not believe us, he never leaves the house.
He doesn't leave the house, that's right. Just won't leave the house unless you promise for someone to get shit-faced.
Then he'll go. I offered that today.
And he still didn't come. And he still didn't come.
It wasn't a hard maybe though.
Christian just wants a massive castle to hide in.
Doesn't do anything. Ever.
It'll be the nicest day ever.
He should go out, you know. These are amazing.
He did listen to a nice audiobook earlier today.
Fun. I'm jealous.
What could we do that would really make him jealous tonight?
Anything? Go to a bigger house and sit inside of it?
Without him? You should buy a house and not tell him.
I should. And we should all go there.
And we should all rock up. We should all go there.
Maybe that's where we're at. We'll say, no, we're home.
And they'll say, no, I'm home. You're not here.
We'll say, no, we're home. Maybe.
That would be extremely petty and ridiculous way to spend 10 million dollars.
We're onto something. Captain Fun said he would meet us out at 10 o'clock.
I've not heard from Captain Fun.
Have you heard from Captain Fun? Surprisingly, no.
I mean, I really believed him.
I'm sure. He's heard he's a multi-millionaire and he has nothing to fucking do tomorrow.
And he can choose one of two Aston Martins and one of two Ferraris or his private security team to drive him to the location.
And the bill's not a problem.
And he's done fuck-all all day.
That, considering it's a Friday night, he would probably come.
But for some reason, very uncharacteristically, he's decided to just sit in his room, in his house, talk to nobody, and go nowhere.
Very strange.
I think we need to buy a new house.
Hear me out. All of us move without telling him.
And leave him there, cemented in a tomb like a pharaoh forever.
I think we should just move.
Should we go house shopping? I think we should either go house shopping or until the house is secured, we should all move to a hotel and just move out.
And tell him, we're not coming back.
We're on protest because you never come out.
We never go home.
That's the only solution.
What are the odds if we go get a hotel room tonight?
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