Larry Birkhead

bad looks over my shoulder from, you know, like, you know, the entourage, like, Oh my God, what is that guy doing?

Get him out of here or whatever.

And so, um, I didn't want to wear my welcome out.

And I was like, you know, thank you so much for this opportunity.

And I appreciate it.

And I'm, you know, I'm going to turn this stuff in and I think you'll like it.

I, I, what you did with this week was great.

And, um, and she was leaving and she goes, um, here, let me write you one of these.

And she wrote to Larry and I was like, trying to figure out what she writes.

And I was like, um, and she hands me this, it's like her, um, an eight by 10, like glossy promo shot of her trim spa stuff with like a, she's like basically shirtless with a towel holding up to her and like, um, and I read it and it says to Larry, my mom.

pickly pop.

And I'm like, P I C K L A. It was like, it was spelled wrong.

It's like, and it was like, I was like, all right.

Um, and then below that it said love Anna Nicole.

And I was like, um, I was like, oh, thank you so much.

I appreciate that.

I'm like, I'm going to put that in my room.

And you know, it was like still embarrassed and not knowing what to say.

And, um, it was like, we were like

18 years old.