Sam Tripoli

Do you golf with comics, too, so you get to talk some shit?

Do you golf with comics, too, so you get to talk some shit?

Yeah, you definitely can. You can golf on Thursday for sure. Golfing is not going to fuck it up. It'll be sore for a day or two after you get the injections, but you'll be fine. We've got to clean you up, Rich Foss. Clean up your life. Thank you. We're going to do it.

Yeah, you definitely can. You can golf on Thursday for sure. Golfing is not going to fuck it up. It'll be sore for a day or two after you get the injections, but you'll be fine. We've got to clean you up, Rich Foss. Clean up your life. Thank you. We're going to do it.

Yeah, you definitely can. You can golf on Thursday for sure. Golfing is not going to fuck it up. It'll be sore for a day or two after you get the injections, but you'll be fine. We've got to clean you up, Rich Foss. Clean up your life. Thank you. We're going to do it.

I'll tell you what to do.

I'll tell you what to do.

I'll tell you what to do.

I never once said they're good. Your triceps and your biceps are good. That's crazy.

I never once said they're good. Your triceps and your biceps are good. That's crazy.

I never once said they're good. Your triceps and your biceps are good. That's crazy.

Yeah, congratulations.

Yeah, congratulations.

Yeah, congratulations.

You want credit for being okay? Yeah, yeah. That's crazy. Whatever happened to Mr. Pull yourself up by your bootstraps, get your shit together? What about all that talk? You're barely doing anything. You're like, you're okay. I work out six days a week. I lift. Do you? Yes. I have a nice gym in my basement. Do you think if I worked out with you, I'd be impressed at the effort that you put forth?

You want credit for being okay? Yeah, yeah. That's crazy. Whatever happened to Mr. Pull yourself up by your bootstraps, get your shit together? What about all that talk? You're barely doing anything. You're like, you're okay. I work out six days a week. I lift. Do you? Yes. I have a nice gym in my basement. Do you think if I worked out with you, I'd be impressed at the effort that you put forth?

You want credit for being okay? Yeah, yeah. That's crazy. Whatever happened to Mr. Pull yourself up by your bootstraps, get your shit together? What about all that talk? You're barely doing anything. You're like, you're okay. I work out six days a week. I lift. Do you? Yes. I have a nice gym in my basement. Do you think if I worked out with you, I'd be impressed at the effort that you put forth?

Not in the least. That's what I'm saying. Not in the least.

Not in the least. That's what I'm saying. Not in the least.

Not in the least. That's what I'm saying. Not in the least.