“Alright kids…thank you for coming out tonight. We appreciate every time we can drive up to Cleveland, we like it. We bring all of our Daytonians with us….all of the sick fucks. They get up here and stand on the stage…on the side of the stage…and every once and a while, one of ‘em will run out here and grab the mic from me. Last time somebody did that was my sister, in Cincinnati, and I punched her.

Bitch.

No…she’s sweet, she is sweet.”

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