Fortunately, Mulaneyisabletolaughaboutitnowandeventakesomeprideinitwhenrecallingbeingmistakenfor a womanby a blockbusterclerkoverthephone.
I am a proudAsianAmericanwomanonYouwilltreatmewithrespect.
I am a TigermomNumbernine.
Theaccidentalprostateexam I wenttheThiefHealthcaresystemisthereforustousebutnotabuse.
Mulaneylearnedthatthehardwayat a checkupwhenheattemptedtofakesymptomstogethishandson a Xanaxprescription, gettothefrontdeskandtheyhave a Whyareyouhere?
Sheet?
And I wanttopicksomethingthatwillgetmeinandoutreallyquickly.
And I lookeddownand I seefrequenturinationand I waslike, Perfect.
Thelieshespendsaboutextremelyfrequenturinationlendhimintoodeepinmorewaysthanonedoctorlooksatme, saysyou'rebeing 11 times a day, thenyoumayhavesomethingwrongwithyourprostate.
ThepoliticianactuallyremembersMrsMulaneyfondly, andthoughweallknowwhyMulaneyputsitbest, BillClintonturnslooksatmymomandsays, Hey, Ellen, becauseheneverforgets a bitcheverNumberseven, theworstfinancialdecision I evermade.
I wenttocollegeforthewholetime.
Holyshit, right.
Tuitionisexpensive, Thereisnogettingaroundit.
AndMaliniisneither a strangertoitnorabletoshakeofftheinjusticeofit.
Sometimesbabieswillpointitmay, and I don't careforthatshitatall.
NopokingfunMaliniessentiallygiftwraps a comfortingmessagethatyoudon't necessarilyneedChildrentohave a fulfillingfamily.
Lifenumberfive.
TheHomelessGuyYearsago I waswalkingdownthestreetand a homelessguycameuptomeandhewalkedouttobeanypushtomelikethat.
Lifein a bigcitycanguaranteeanyoneofruninwithsomestrangecharactersandallsorts.
Butfor a comedian, theseairblessingsindisguiseandripeforharvestingmaterialwiththisinmind, Mulaneyrecallshisencounterwith a homelessmanonthestreetsandtheoddorderinwhichhechosetolisthischaracteristics.
Excuseme.
I amhomeless.
I amgay.
I haveAIDS.
Um, newintown.
A CZconcernedasanywouldbewiththeirrelevantinformationhe's beenpresentedwith.
And I said, No, youknow, like a liarIn a storythatsoundslikeitcamerightoutof a JuddApatowmovie, Delaneychronicles a highschoolpartyatthehouseofoneofhisleastfavoriteteacherswhilehewasaway, andthehavocthatwasinflictedinthenameofthatateanotherkidfoundoutwhichroomwasMrMcNamara's andwentupstairsandtook a shitonhiscomputer.
Numbertwoahhorseinthehospital, it's likethere's a horseloosein a hospital.
I thinkeventuallyeverything's gonnabeokay, but I havenoideawhat's gonnahappennext.
EverycomedianhashadsomethingtosayaboutDonaldTrumpinhispresidency, butnonedescribestheabsurduneasinessoflifeunderthispresidency, asMulaneyiscolorfulanalogyofTrumpis a horseroamingaround a hospitalhorseusedtheelevator.
I didn't knowheknewhowtodothat, Evenwithhisownadmissionthathetriesnottodabbleinpoliticalaffairs.
Heisstillabletoprovide a creativecommentaryonTrump's administration, hissupporters, hispoliciesandeventhetensionswithNorthKorea, allunderthesuitablyabsurdblanketofananimalwanderingthehallsofaninfirmarywithnot a singleclueastowhathe's gonnadonext.
Thesimplestpracticaljokesareoftenthebesthasdemonstratedbeautifullywhen a youngJohnandhisfriendwalkedinto a dinerwith a handfulofcoinsandwreakedgloriousanarchy.
Fourtimes, Oratleastsomeoneplayedittwice, andit's a reallylongsong.
Thetwoyoungboyscuedup a seeminglyendlesscycleofplaysoftheTomJonesclassicWhat's NewPussycatbeforeretreatingtotheirboosttowatchtheconfusionandangerunfoldonthefacesoffellowdinersforthenexthour.
Then I don't knowifyouknowthis, butthesongbeginsveryquietly.
WhatGoddamnit!
It's a harmlessyeteffectiveprankonitsown, butthestrokeofgeniuscamewiththedecisiontoinsert a singleplayofIt's notunusualintothemix, feedingthevictimswith a falsesenseofhopethattheirnightmarewasover.