Louis Ziskin

What's happening at 10 o'clock at night?

So I'm upstairs, you know, grabbing all the big shopping bags, Neiman Marcus, Louis Vuitton, whatever, and stuffing cash and guns and everything, right?

So Kristen's mom's getting her shit together.

Thank God she wasn't standing right there when this happened.

But then I bring it down to Kristen.

I'm like, take this shit, get it out of here, right?

I got clothes on top of it, right?

So, you know, it doesn't look obvious.

And then, of course, the bottom of the bag breaks.

And there's guns and money all over the floor.

And we're both racing to, like, put it back together, you know, before her mom sees it.

So now, instead of it being two nice shopping bags, it's a big hefty trash bag that I'm dragging out to the car and putting in her trunk.

Anyway, they take off.

Come up, up, up, up.

430 in the morning.

These came beat down the door.

That's saying a few hours later, they really got nothing.

You know, I had a little weed in the house and, you know, they took my computers.

They took some stupid shit.

Right.