Bert Kreischer

We had sticks.

We'd be in my cousin's house.

It was like Lord of the Flies every time he walked out of the house.

I remember my cousins lived out in another part of Atlanta and they had a bunch of woods in the back.

it's like quest for fire we'd like walk out there and you'd somehow every couple summers there'd be another group of kids you'd be like and i started throwing you'd have a rock fight you don't even know where they are

Like, what was that?

It was great.

A rock fight.

Yeah, like, my cousin Chip got hit in the face with a rock.

It's over.

You know what I mean?

He'd run home, and everyone's bleeding.

By the way, we are the kind of kids that would have put a rock in the grapefruit and thrown it.

The Lindbergh baby.

You know what I mean?

Oh, it's amazing.

I listen to so much old, you know, like my mornings are usually spent, like if I don't have to do anything, I like to sit outside and read and drink my tea and whatever.

But I like Duke Ellington, Count Basie.

I listen to like a lot of old guitar players, whether it's Django or Eddie Lang and like Lonnie Johnson.

All that stuff is like my main, I mean, I probably listen to that more than...