Sam Tallent

I was literally there the night.

You can't say that.

By the way, here's a little behind-the-scenes for you.

David had a spot in the other room.

I was doing this room one night, just a normal Tuesday, Wednesday, or Thursday night of stand-up.

And for some reason, he didn't take the night off.

The day that he got...

full on teeth implants.

And I don't know, Sam, if you've ever had the unbelievable pleasure of being in a comedy green room when another comedian walks in the day of.

Clearly he needed whatever it is, 75 or 100 bucks or whatever you got paid for that set.

I don't know what it is, doesn't matter.

But clearly he could not spare a night off of work.

Because his entire mouth was swollen.

He had these, I mean, David, instead of me rambling about how long, if you had to guess, did I make fun of you?

Non-stop jokes about your teeth.

If you had to guess a time length.

Hey, it was a long time.

Think about what he just said.

An hour, ladies and gentlemen, is 60 minutes.

That's not like each one of my jokes was a minute long.