Pat O'Neill

Man, that was the perfect intro music, guys.

Thank you very much, Trailer Hinch.

It is Nilamak.

I thought I had a better chance with a stupid fucking name.

Lately, I've been reflecting on the golden age of American advertising.

You know, when nice, gently dressed white folks explained, if you got a fucking problem at your house, here's a fucking thing that will help you deal with your fucking thing, and this will help you better than the other fucking things.

And then the husband comes down for a cup of coffee,

Thank you, honey.

This coffee tastes like absolute shit, you stupid fucking bitch.

I thought we already had this conversation twice.

This country will be great again one day, damn it.

There is a man.

Commercials today, it's just a bunch of dancing black folks.

How did that happen?

Tumble dry.

Do you need financing on an all-new, certified, pre-owned Hyundai Sonata?

Good credit, bad credit, no credit, no problem.

Hop aboard the Soul Train, lay down the baby.

Well, I got, I used some savings and I booked a few of my own gigs at like podunk little biker bars, you know, kind of between Houston and Dallas.

I didn't fill the seats, so I just kind of ran myself broke.