Sunday morning, Father's Callin. Every Sunday's Father's Day. What the fuck? That was pretty good, right? Daddy Gang, welcome back to another episode of Call Her Daddy. It is your father. We're here. We're back. We're ready. It's a good fucking Sunday. Let me just tell you a little something, okay? I am so goddamn proud of myself. I barely did shit, but I'm like, this This is a day to celebrate. This is a win for all of us. If it's a win for me, if it's a win for you, we all fucking celebrate, okay? Because life is too fucking short. It's also too fucking miserable. And I got to just say, as a homeowner, a proud, I would say a fairly newly homeowner, I have to just be honest, I threw a kick-ass fucking party. And I usually wouldn't take credit for it because Matt's usually doing all the goddamn work, and I'm just drinking in the corner, shaking my tits, looking like a hot little bitch. But today, not today, a week ago, about a week ago, your father showed up and showed out. Okay? Here's the thing. Matt and I bought this house, I think it was a year, almost two years ago.

Wow. And it was a big step for us. We bought a house before we got married. Controversial. Okay, okay. The people at the fucking church are like, sinners. You fucked and you bought a house before you got married, you little piece of shit. Listen, to each his own. Matt went and saw this house, and I wasn't able to go with him because I was working, because I am a literal workhorse, okay? You can't stop me from putting in that work, putting in that grind, making sure this podcast is A plus plus, top of the charts, okay? Sweetie, we are swinging that dick around and around for the views and the views and the views. So Matt, I remember, went and viewed this house, and we had seen three houses prior to this house. We were looking in the middle of COVID because I said, listen, Matt, I love Los Angeles, but really, I don't know if I do. I love you. I love our dogs. I love the weather, I am a little dark Dungeon, bitch. Where maybe I would prefer a little winter, a little little... I would like to see the trees change, okay?

But so I remember I was like, Matt, we live in West Hollywood. I need to get a little out of here. I need a little bit more space. I want to feel like I'm in Pennsylvania. Who would have ever fucking thought that, right? The girl that was like, get me out of this cage. Get me out of PA, okay? Pennsylvania and Alex Cooper. I now look back and I'm like, thank God I was raised there, right? Because if I was raised in Los Angeles, California, I probably wouldn't have made it, because I would have been 14 years old, fucking putting the titties up online and going to casting calls. But thankfully, my mother was like, No, no, no, no, no, I was eating my meat and potatoes in goddamn Pennsylvania. And what am I... Oh, the point was, is I started to miss Pennsylvania. Because the problem is, is like, when you're in Los Angeles, it's very different from New York City. I thrived in New York City, as it is well documented. But when I got to Los Angeles, I'm like, there's such potential for grass and nature and all the good things. I want more of that because this isn't...

Okay, can I be honest? This isn't the best city. Sorry, Oh, my God, come for me. But New York City, nothing compares, right? And so if I'm not going to be in a full, full city, let's just go motherfucking country, baby. So Matt and I started looking for a house that was a little less in the, quote unquote, city of Los Angeles. And I will never forget, I'm sitting in my edit booth, and I'm editing an episode of Call Her Daddy, and Matt calls me, and he FaceTimes me, and he's like, Babe, I fucking found our house, and I'm only standing in the driveway. And I'm like, Oh, my God. And Matt is so particular about things. He would never fucking say that. And a huge point of why he knew this was the house for us is it... Oh, my God. If I ever say the word forever home, literally shoot me in the fucking head. I wasn't about to say that I do want to say. I was about to say, what is a saying for you know you can fucking put your roots in your roots and you can settle down here.

Maybe if I pop out a kid one day, It's going to be in this house. You know what I mean? And so that's what I was saying. I wasn't saying, Forever Home, you fucking cunt. Okay, that's you being cringe on the Internet. I don't own that behavior, okay? But anyway, so Matt and I found our 'forever' home, and we just knew this house was going to be somewhere that all of our family would come and congregate for holidays and birthdays and big moments. And so Memorial Day comes along, and Matt and I look at each other over a cold glass of wine. No, we're cracking open a beer. It's about to be summer. And Matt and I are like, what are we doing for this long weekend? And Matt's like, why don't we throw a party? And let's not tell everyone a week in advance. Let's tell them midweek so that we don't have too many people that come. But let's have our friends and family over and let's throw a good ass motherfucking party. And I'm like, you know what? I love that because here's the thing. I need enough time in a weekend to relax so I can get ready for the week ahead.

And usually that means that Matt and I will go out on a Friday night or a Saturday night, but I can't do both. And also Sunday is completely for laying. I need to rot. I need to lay. I need to sink into the mattress. I need bed sores. I need to be Willy Wanka's parents plus 10. And I just need that. And Matt doesn't understand it. So he's always going golfing on a Sunday. And I'm like, goodbye, good day. I will be marinating, watching Grey's Anatomy, watching Parenthood. I will be on episode 95 by the time you come back. And that is what a Sunday is for, okay? But because it was a long weekend, I was like, He's like, Are you sure, babe? I know you've been super stressed. There's a lot of work stuff coming up, and summer's coming up, so you're trying to get ahead. And I said, Matt, put me in. Let's go. Let's throw a party. Now, when we're about to throw a party, there's a lot of things that go into it. So because it was about to be the first party of summer, Matt and I have not gotten our house completely in order for summer.

So Matt has people outside powerwashing the motherfucking house. I'm trying to record an episode the other day, and there was just shooters coming at me through the fucking windows. I'm like, Boys, The door isn't... Boys, the door isn't fucking closed. The house is flooding. Every fucking minute of the day, Matt has people at this house. Everyone is gardening, fixing. I look out, Matt's out there with his big boots and his gloves on, and I'm like, I'm not going to partake in that stuff, but let me know what alcohol we need, okay? So Matt's getting our house ready for summer and for this party, which is fun. And we're bringing out our lawn chairs and all the stuff, which is... I mean, as much as I fucking hate summer because I don't like the weather, it's fun to think about. But then when you're living it, is it even that fucking funny? And I'm sweating, and I'm just like, Okay, whatever. But does anyone relate? I'm a winter girl through and through. I'm ice to the brim, ice to the cold, ice to the heart. And Matt is like, I just want summer. He's like, I'm a lizard.

I can be in Palm Springs when it's 110 degrees, and I won't even break a sweat. Me, I have a spray tan on 24/7, and I can't be living that life. You know what I mean? I can't even wear white because my entire dress will turn orange in five minutes. So I need a little bit of an opportunity to just have shade or get those Amazon things that are just fans that I stick in my purse, which I did buy 10 of those. Very helpful girls. Just get them for summer so you're not schwitzing. Now, the problem is that Matt and I first said to each other, okay, I think 15 people will come to this party. And for For me, 15 people is a lot. Because, again, when I was living in New York City, you could barely fit 10 people in an apartment. So 10 on my barometer is like, oh, we're pushing it. Like, oh, max to the limit. Fifteen, you're like, damn, we're fucking at capacity. Capacity. 48-ish hours before the party, we find out we're hitting that 25, 30 mark. And I'm like, Oh, damn, Maddie. We're going to have to up the burgers, up the hot dogs.

Maybe I should go get some sandwiches, too. We got to beef this shit up. And then all of a sudden, 24 hours before, Matt sits me down and was like, Babe, by the way, we're really going to be throwing a big party. And I'm like, I know. It's so... He goes, No, I just got confirmation that blah, blah, blah, blah, blah Now, there's a couple of things that come to mind when you say that there are 50 people coming to my house. Number one, harder to escape, because I feel like when people are at your house at that capacity, people are wandering upstairs. Oh, that bathroom was taken, and that bathroom was taken, and the Aperal Spritz is going to make me fucking shit my pants. So I was wandering upstairs, and then people are in your bathroom. You know what I mean? And a lot of times during a party, if I'm hosting, I have this rule with myself, okay? Where it's like, I'm extroverted to a point, to a point. And so I'm going to need to I'm going to need to reel it in a couple of times. And that is the best part of hosting.

There's a lot of negatives about hosting, but let me say my favorites. Number one, getting to escape in your home. If I am at fucking Marty Smith's house and I got to shit my I can't do that. So I'm holding it in. And then for the next four days, Matt's not getting fucked because I'm backed up, backlogged, and my stomach hurts for four fucking days after. Also, the best part of hosting is I am so fucking weather confused. Okay, Girls, I will wake up and I'll walk outside and then I'll say, Matt, and he goes, What? I'm like, What am I wearing today? Matt is weather boy, okay? He'll be like, I think you're going to do jeans and a sweater. And every fucking time when I'm preparing to leave my home, I need literal options. I will put jeans on. I will put boots on. I will put an extra pair of flip flops in my car. I will put a tank top on plus a sweater on top and always have an extra jacket in my car. Because when people are hot, I happen to be cold. And when people are cold, I happen to be hot.

I am fucked up. Don't get in my DMs being like, Alex, you should really check your thyroid, and you should check... Just don't worry about me, okay? If we're going down, we're going down. It was fun while it lasted, okay? Let's not make this a Let's just make this a surface level thing today. I wasn't planning on wearing these sunglasses the whole episode. Oh, yeah, if you're not watching this, I have these sickening glasses on that. Some of you may make fun of me for, but let me just tell you, don't even bother coming in the comments being like, Alex, where are those sunglasses from? You want to know where they're from? Korea. Korea. My husband flew all the way to Korea to get me these black-pink sunglasses that you can't get. I'm just kidding. He was there making a show. But he also was like, I went shopping, babe. And everyone said, these are coolest glasses. And I actually personally think they're pretty fucking weird, but I feel like you like weird glasses. So here you go, Alex. Boom. There we go. Okay, now they're actually hurting my head because I have these headphones on.

So anyways, people start to come to our party, and I am trying my hardest to be domesticated, which I feel like at this point, if any of you know me, if you've listened to this podcast for, I don't know, two minutes, you can probably guess that there's a lot of things where Matt and I may fit into that classic hetero relationship, where Matt's the man, and I'm the woman. But I would say a lot of the things, it's like roles reversed, right? Matt is the best housewife, and I'm not emasculating him. I think it's one of the best things about him because I don't do shit. And to be fair, that is a dynamic with my mom and my dad. We love to repeat. We love to repeat history. We watch what we saw when we grew up, and then we just fucking recreate it. And so Matt is taking care of everything, and he's going and getting all of the food. He's picking everything up because some stuff was... You had to pre-order it because it was a big fucking serving of the salads and everything. And I'm home, and this is where I was like, damn, a college education, this is what I needed to fucking learn.

I didn't need to fucking learn about social studies. I don't even need to know about fucking algebra. I needed to know how to host a motherfucking party, okay? I am so fucking dumb. I'm staring at all of the things that Matt went and bought, all the decorations and all the things. And I can't figure out, do I use tape? Do I use a fucking... Do I use a clothes pin? Do I use... I don't know. And I'm literally, blindly, wandering around my house. And then Matt's mother shows up, and she's like, Sweetie, people are showing up in an hour. Why are all the decoration on the ground? And I'm like, Lisa, I am literally fucked. Please help me. So Matt's mom starts helping. Then fucking, of course, Matt comes home. He's like, Babe, it looks so amazing. Meanwhile, I'm like, Your mother did it. I've just been trying to fucking figure out the utensils and the silverware, to which I will say, I was so embarrassed, you guys. Matt, finally, was like, he put Baby in the corner, and he was like, stand over there and just unwrap the utensils and the paper plates and just put them outside in an organized fashion.

I'm a lot of things. I'm gorgeous, although I'm not gorgeous right now. You guys, I'm having honestly a little bit of a panic Okay, so I went to a different person for my Botox this time in my forehead, and my right eyebrow usually dips a little bit lower. And the thing is, is I understand everyone's like, Oh, they're supposed to be sisters, not twins. I want twins. But my right eyebrow usually dips lower. So I asked this woman like, Hey, by the way, do you think we could pump up the party a little bit on the right? And she was like, Just so you know, it's risky. And I'm like, Yeah, but I just want to take a risk, take a chance. And I fucking regret it, okay? Because my right eyebrow is now a little too high. So if you are observing this and you're seeing me look fucking busted, shut the fuck up, okay? It's the Botox's fault. This is not natural. None of this is natural, okay? This is the Botox fucking my shit up. And without the Botox, maybe I would be even uglier. But regardless, I need to take a breath.

Let me have a sip of my coffee. Wait, you guys. I saw someone on TikTok do this, and I never do this. I put cinnamon in my coffee this morning. You bitch is feeling like she's on some cocaine. Am I allowed to say that? Don't do cocaine. We don't do drugs here and call her daddy, okay? Natural endorphine, sweetie. Anyways, so the party starts, you guys, and everyone starts coming, and I'm having so much fun, and I'm feeling good. I love my outfit, and fuck the whole set up process. We figured it out. Matt took it over, and And here's the thing. Back in the day, Lauren and I, during COVID, would drink these margaritas that this one Mexican restaurant makes. So you can get them for takeout. And they are so sneaky good. It reminds I mean, almost of like a jungle juice from your... You know when you were in college or high school and people would make jungle juice? But did jungle juice taste good? I feel like jungle juice was disgusting. And I feel like jungle juice was just like full roofies. But you know what I mean? The jungle juice is just this big schlosh of something, and you don't really know what's in it.

The good thing about these margaritas is they taste amazing, but you don't really know how much alcohol is in them. So we start drinking these margaritas, and everyone's like, Oh, my God. Is there even alcohol? These taste amazing. The The entire party gets so fucking shit-face off of these margaritas, you guys. And it was so fun. We are all hanging out. We're having the best time. And then one thing leads to another. And I look at Matt and I'm like, this may be the best party that we have thrown. I walk someone out because they're leaving, and I hug and kiss them goodbye, and I walk back upstairs, and I'm approaching, and something feels off. The vibes just shifted from the greatest party ever to, huh, something's wrong. What am I missing here? The vibes were not immaculate. The vibes were stiff. Everyone was stiff. So I approach the backyard, and And I look at the pool. And there had been many kids in the pool, but now there is an adult in the pool with scuba goggles on, and he's holding one of my dog's poop bags. And his wife is standing on the corner of the pool with another poop bag, leaning down.

And everyone is just staring in silence. And I go to Matt's grandmother who is 100 years old, and I say, Grandmommy, what's happening? And she goes, Oh, sweetie, someone took a shit in the pool. Now, to be fair, I mean, it's a great story, but the logistics, you're like, Oh, someone took a shit in the pool. One of the children took a little duksy-wuxy in the pool, but wasn't just a little... Just not a little like, shirt, like a little... Oh, like something... Lots of... I'm sorry. I don't want to gross anyone out, but just like many a some, many of a something. And so The father of said child feels so bad, okay, that he is scuba diving to the bottom of the pool to pick up said shit, and the kids are still swimming in the fucking pool. And I literally grab my margarita, douse it down my throat, run over to them, and I'm like, Get out of the fucking pool, you guys. It is fine. Please do not worry about this. We will have someone come clean the pool. Everybody get the fuck out of the pool. And I love them.

They are literally like our best friends. They're like, No, Alex and Matt, we are fucking mortified. I'm like, I'm mortified that you're swimming in shit. I'm mortified that you're scuba diving under my fucking pool, trying to find a kid's droppings. Get out of the motherfucking pool. So they ended up getting out of the pool. And it was just one of those moments where I was joking. I'm like, I have such baby fever. But this is something I was thinking about that is weird. And I want to talk about it with you guys because I don't know if anyone is at this point in their life. Almost all of my friends in Los Angeles have children or are pregnant. I have a friend that's pregnant, and all of my other friends that were at this party have, whether it's infants, newborns, or full on kids. And then, aside from my LA friends, all of my hometown friends and my friends that don't really live in Los Angeles, none of them have kids. And so I have basically these two friend groups that are at such different places in their life. And I will say it's so beautiful to have both of that because I can empathize.

As women, I think we get to a point which I'm starting to feel it, and I hadn't really felt it until recently, where I'm looking around and when all of my friends in LA are in one place, I'm like, oh, my God, I'm basically the only person without kids. And then when I'm with my other friends, it's crazy that we even are all talking about having kids. And so I'm grateful that I have these two different dynamics of friend groups that I can feel excited on one hand and then nervous on the other hand. I feel like I'm the one behind in my LA group, but then I feel like maybe I'm the most ahead in my non-LA group because I'm the one that's even thinking about it. And I'm the one that... I was the first one to get married in my friend group. And so there's this weird thing happening right now where it's really, really exciting, but it's also really terrifying. And I want everyone that's listening that is at this state in their life, where I'm sure there are some people listening that are like, all my friends are talking about is going out and partying, whatever.

And I don't want to do that anymore. And I want to settle down, but I don't want to be the lame friend that doesn't party anymore. And then you may be on the other side of it where you're like, oh, my God, all of my friends have just started these families, and everything is about the kids. And what about girl time? And what about still prioritizing our individuality and ourselves? And where did that go? And I feel like, I know this is a complete bad example, but it's almost... It could be equated in a way less intense version to if you're dating someone in high school, and they're a year older than you, and they go to college, and you're still in high school, you feel so disconnected, and you feel like, Oh, you're just a kid, and your boyfriend in college, or your friends in college now don't have time for you because you're just a high school kid. And I feel like that is how maybe some people feel when their friends start having kids and families. It's like you're getting left behind and you're not in on the joke and you're not in on the things.

And I'm just happy I'm experiencing all this right now because it's making me reflect a lot on whenever I decide one day to have a family, of making sure my friends, whether they're single or in relationships or if they don't have kids or if they have kids, you have to be so intentional about your relationships and making sure that people around you, even though your life is changing, you still have to foster those relationships as your life changes, then that means your friendships are going to change a little bit, and that's okay. But I think we have to acknowledge that. I think a lot of times people just have kids or do this, or people watch their friends have kids and think they're going to be the same. And it's like, of course not. Your relationship is going to change. And does that suck? It doesn't have to. You guys, I started posting on TikTok just food reviews. One, because I love food and I feel like my foody tastes are all over the place, which I think could make for a good foody influencer. Hi, coming to I am a food influencer now. Goodbye, collar daddy.

Hello. Whatever the fuck. Come up with my food show name. To be fair, though, I found this one sandwich shop that... Listen, here's the problem with also the parties. Matt's entire family is from LA. Matt is from LA. So everyone is always like, Oh, do you know this one street? Do you know this one shop? And I'm like, Guys, again, I'm from Pennsylvania, okay? I still have to use maps sometimes if I take a wrong road to get to my office. And Matt's like, How do you know? That's also not to be fair. I don't understand. I'm very directionally challenged. This won't make sense to anyone, but anyone that lives in the northeast region or is in Pennsylvania, okay, to my O. G. Pennsylvania. Okay, listen, I will never forget. I got my license. I'm 17 at this point, and I'm like, okay, well, 16. I got it at 16, right? That's when you get it. Okay, whatever. I was fucking 16 or 17. So I'm young and I'm in love, and I I want to go to the mall and pick out an outfit for something at school that week. I think it was a dance or whatever.

And I'm like, Mom, I'm going to drive to the mall by myself. I don't have my permit anymore. I have my license. I'm allowed to go by myself. And my mom was like, Okay, okay, okay. You can go. You can go. Just do you know how to get there? And I'm like, Mom, I have literally been alive for 17 years. Of course, I know how to get to the Oxford Valley Mall. Of course, I know how to fucking get there. You've brought me there almost every single other weekend. Come on. And she's like, Okay, okay. I just feel like sometimes you don't really understand. I-95, versus the Turnpike, and sometimes you get it all mixed around. And I'm like, It's fine, it's fine. So I get in my car. And to give you context, to go from my house to the Oxford Valley Mall, which was my local mall. We've got a lot of options in Pennsylvania. I don't want to flex, but we do have the King of Prussia Mall, which is an hour away, but that was the mall that was like, if you want to go get a dress, you want to go get a dress for your school dance that will knock the socks off of Jimmy, and Corleone, and Sean, you're going to go to King of Prussia, and you're going to get yourself a bandage dress from BCBG, okay?

But the Oxford Valley Mall, they had Hollister, they had Abercrombie. We were working with fine things. So that was my go-to mall. So I'm going to the Oxford Valley Mall, which usually should take me about 12, 12 minutes to get there. I'm blaring Taylor Swift. Hair is out the fucking window. I I am literally feeling like I am entering a new era of my life. I am feeling so confident. I feel like I own this bitch. I'm in my little Mazda. That was my dad's car. I didn't have a car of my own. Okay, fuck you to my siblings. They each share a car. I never got a car, okay? So I'm whipping, I'm whipping, I'm whipping in the Mazda. And then I'm looking at the signs, and it's saying things about New Jersey. And to give In context, the Oxford Valley Mall is in Pennsylvania, and I've been apparently on the New Jersey turnpike for about 20 minutes. So I call up my mom and I'm like, mommy, I'm scared. And my mom's like, what signs are you seeing, Alex? It's impossible to get lost. You just had to get on the fucking highway and just go three exits down.

And I'm like, Mom, it says... Mom, I'm seeing signs for New York She's like, Alex, turn around. You're not in the right location. What the fuck are you doing? I'm like, How do I get off? She's like, Put it in your GPS. But at the time, I didn't have GPS. It was the actual GPS thing that's lodged onto your air conditioner unit. There was no fucking iPhone sling in it right and left. This is like MapQuest. I don't have a MapQuest, first of all, because I thought I knew how to get to the motherfucking mall. And second of all, this GPS, it's like my dad's GPS. It is like ancient, ancient, ancient, ancient. So I would have to swerve over. So I'm on the phone with my Mom. Then, of course, they're on the landline. Also, just to shout out to my parents, you know how in movies, the landline, do people even know what a fucking landline is anymore? Okay, I do have millennials on this fucking place. Okay, so a landline is the phone that's stuck into the wall, you little fucking shits, okay? Be so grateful if you grew up and you only had iPhone.

So the landline and ours had the longest cord, the longest cord. You could do a full lap around my first floor, and you could still fucking make a little wiggle room in there, okay? So my mom's like, My dad's like, What? She's like, She's lost. She's on her way to fucking New York City. He's like, Where the fuck was she supposed to be going? The Oxford Valley Mall. She's an idiot. What the hell? Alex, talk to me. What do you see? I'm like, I see signs for the Bronx and New York City. Also, to be fair, how did I get this far? It's only because I was jamming. I'm like, It's a love story, baby. Just say, No, New York City? What the fuck? So anyway, so my dad's on the phone. He's talking to me. He's talking to me. Again, no FaceTime I'm nothing back then. It was the ancient times. It was the ancient era. It was dusty-crusty. So my parents are literally just trying to be like, Read me the next time. Get off that exit. Go here. Go here. So I'm having a mental breakdown. And then finally, I don't even go to the Oxford Valley Mall because it takes me 45 minutes to get home.

And I'm honestly just shocked. And so the next time that I go to the Okta Valley Mall, my fucking parents made themselves drive with me and they mapquested me, and they printed out all these little things. I'm like, this is how you get to the local grocery store, you dumb bitch. I'm like, I know how to get to fucking Mccaffreys and Janarty Please, please. You know who I did know who to go to? I knew how to get to my first boyfriend's house, and that thing was a winding, winding road, but I knew how to get there. When you got to get that pea licked, you know how to get downtown. Anyways, how did I get here? Oh, driving? Driving. The driver's license. I got my driver's license last week. It's what we always talked about. Oh my God. Watch. That'd be so good that I literally get copywritten. The car, the car to the Matt, LA. Okay, so I don't know anything. I barely... Okay, the point is, I don't know LA, and I don't know the streets, whatever. But when I figured out this sandwich shop for our party, I was nervous because Matt was like, Oh, I've never heard of that place.

Is it new? And I'm like, I don't know. It's just this good sandwich shop that I found on Postmates. Let me live. It's really good. And then he tried it, and he was like, Wait, that was an amazing sandwich. Oh, my God. And so then I decided, I'm going to get the sandwiches for the party. And I got so many sandwiches. I probably ordered a little too many, but that's okay. And Matt was like, You got so many sandwiches. I'm like, I feel like if people don't want to eat it, it's fine. We can have it for leftovers. And I put out three platters worth of sandwiches. There were, I think I ordered like 35 sandwiches, but then when you cut them in half, it was like 60 something. So everyone could have a half, and they were big halves. And I would say like an hour into the party, I have multiple people come up to me, and they're like, by the way, Matt told us that you picked the sandwich shop, and it is phenomenal. All of them are gone. Matt's like, babe, all of the sandwiches are gone. No one's even eating some of the hot dogs and hamburgers because everyone is eating the fucking sandwiches.

And then I have Matt's uncle, who is like, LA native, like, knows everywhere, is in the restaurant business. And it's like, Alex, where are these sandwiches from? They're so fucking good. These put XYZ, one of their favorite places, to the test. I'm sorry, I never do this, you guys. I'm editing this episode. I just have to quickly interject. I'm acting like I made these fucking sandwiches. I'm literally like, can you believe that everyone at the party ate my sandwiches, but you literally paid for them? The pride I'm taking in the fact that someone just likes my food selection, the desperation to find one thing in the hosting game that I like, conquered. You picked up some good fucking sandwiches, Alex. Let it fucking go. Anyway, sorry. Back to the story. I just felt like, listen, It's hard being around all these LA people that know the ins and outs. And I just felt like, welcome to my fucking world. If I know one thing, if I know one thing in this... Well, two things. If I know two things in this life, it's number one, how to podcast. Number two, it is motherfucking how to find good food in areas that I'm not from, but I will suss out the best fucking sandwich.

I will suss out the best motherfucking frozen yogurt. I will get the best goddamn cheesecakes. I will get the best goddamn burgers. I will get it all. And you can maybe tell me what's the best salad in LA. I don't give a fuck, Matt, okay? Because I'm not eating a salad. I'm going for the good stuff. I'm going for the grease. I'm going for the shit that will make me actually fucking happy. So anyways, yeah, it was actually a really big, successful weekend. And yeah, a fabulous time. All right, Daddy Gang, that is it for this week's episode. Just stay, stay humble, stay brave, stay strong, and stay with it. I hope you guys have a lovely, lovely upcoming week. Listen, I know tomorrow is Monday. Don't even have the scaries. Just go into it with a positive attitude and just fucking black out, honestly, and just cruise through the week. Because you know what I can say is my favorite thing about Color Daddy being on Wednesdays is it breaks up the week, okay? You have something to look forward to. And I love you guys. And you guys know the motherfucking drill. I will see you fuckers this Wednesday.

Goodbye.