Jorma Taccone

Had me sad as fuck for ages.

Yo, we should start a book club.

Yo, son, I hear you talking.

How about Sunday afternoons right after speed walking?

That's a date, but I know that ain't the reason for you calling.

No doubt you're so observant.

Must have noticed I was stalling.

Yo, best friend.

Gotta tell each other their secrets I just came from Pam's work And she dipped my heart in shit Yo, what?

That's Baskin-Robbins Yo, yo, you know the spot Where you order frozen tweets And they rip your heart apart Yo, I got what you need at the house You cool to drive?

I'm pretty broken up I might not make it there alive Don't talk like that Now you're making me wanna cry Yo, it's cool, son, I'm fine I'll be over there in five Hey, yo, it's chill when I'm heated Now my heart stay cool Now my heart stay cool Now my heart stay cool Hey, yo, it's chill when I'm heated

What's that sample, Jorm, do you remember?

It's Mobb Deep.

It's like the fusion.

My girlfriend Pam and I were planning on doing some home remodeling.

Yeah, she borrowed all my copies of Better Homes and Gardening.

Yo, I mean ex-girlfriend.

Can't believe this shit is happening.

Yo, have this cup of tea.

Man, you'll never see those magazines.