And uh anyway, he called an internet radio show for advice. I’m writing a Mother’s Day poem. He was so yeah, here this is for your listening pleasure. We got a caller. All right, we can give them a few minutes caller. You are live question or a comment? Yeah, it’s a pleasure to be on your show.
This is the famous comedian, Andrew Dice, Clay? Hi, shout out to Dice. So, as you know, it’s Mother’s Day, right? And I want to do something special for my mom, okay? What do you think about it, right? My mom, a nice bow. Yeah, Andrew. That’s a great idea. I think you should and I, I think your mother will really appreciate that.
Yeah, and, you know, I’m a big comedian, right? And I want to make it funny. Oh, check this out. Let me know if you think this is too much Mom, you care for me when I was healthy, you care for me when I was sick, thanks for thinking dad’s jizzing, you Snapper, and not sucking his death.
Oh, No no no. You shouldn’t do it. No. Kind of awkward for his son to tell his mother that that she’s sucking her husband’s dick. But if there is a joke that you Andrew Dice, Clay would say cleanly wise, then it’s just enough to let her know that you love her and you you know what?
Things will make her laugh overall. Oh okay. I like that advice. Let me try this. Why did the chicken cross the road? I don’t know. So we can get to my beautiful mother on the other side. Yeah, very nice. All righty. The new dice is reborn. Yes, I can’t wait to share this with Mama.
All right, all right, thank you so much. Bye bye. Shout out to dice. Thanks for being on the show. He has to know that his mother is the most precious human being and she deserves all the respect that he committed to her. All right, I’m going to the next caller.
Hey, it’s the dice man, again, and I gotta tell you, I took you and rice and read that stuff to my mom, but she’s a little upset. Damn, I mean, I did everything. You told me to, you know, hold on a minute. Let me give Mama dice on the phone.
If not pick up the phone. Hey hey Mama Dave don’t you Mama dice me? How dare you give my son? This lame? Bullshit advice about writing me a poem on Mother’s Day, man. I ain’t raised no, fucking snowflake is what he should have written. I love you. Mama your titties and vagina.
If you were a, my old lady, I dropped some Jizz inside you. Oh, Lord. Oh, Mama. That’s fucking hilarious. No, not at all. I I wouldn’t be commenting on titties and vagina, that’s really bad. No, it’s your advice. It’s bad. Don’t turn my sun into a fucking Minnie. Now, here’s what I would have liked to hear Mama.
I love you. I want to give you a kiss on your mouth. So, the whole way you’ve been, oh my goodness. Yeah, that’s a little much that’s really like the fact that she’s enjoying it. That’s that, you know, that it’s completely inappropriate and that she needs to go get some help.
Um, because she’s sick, she’s a sick person. Yeah. Well there you go. Oh, that’s that’s that’s