-I got a cousin that justgot in a car accident.
He was driving histruck, he flipped it,
he was thrown from the vehicle.
He was thrown so far andhigh, when he landed,
he hit the ground,and his thing popped.
True story, didn't evenknow it could happen.
And secondly, how wasthat not the slogan
for wear your seat belt?
Click it or ticketrhymes, yeah, but click it
or your penis will explodereally drives home the point.
You throw that up on abillboard, guess what?
I'm going to click it, yeah.
Not gonna ask ifthere's a fine involved.
I'm gonna ask for anotherseat belt most likely
and a five point harness orthe roll cage and a helmet,
like a tiny penis helmet.
A full faced onetoo, not the kind
that killed Dale Earnhardt.
I want some real protection.
Ever since I happen to mycousin, when I get in the car
I put a Ziploc baggyaround the goodness.
Because if it does pop,I want it all contained.
I don't need somedoctor fumbling
around looking fora corner piece,
trying to use skin from my butt.
No, I will not sign that.
My grandparents got ina car accident recently.
It wasn't as bad, itwas a small fender
bender with a beauty salon.
Swear to God, theyhit a building.
My grandpa's like,let's let the insurance
company decide who's at fault.
I think we know, yeah.
It didn't start outin front of you.
It had been there for 32 years.
-He said what happened wasthat the car was in park,
but it was in drive.
He went to hit the brakes,but he hit the gas,
and then his foot went numb.
Holy baloney, wasthere also a tornado?
Just say, I'm old, I'll drivewherever the hell I want.
That building wasn'tthere when I started.
I fought in a war.
-My family wantshim to stop driving.
I want him to driveeverywhere I go.
Hey, I'm going to go toDairy Queen with Grandpa,
we're going to take thatshortcut through Ace Hardware.