Alright, listen—listen—LISTEN. Everyone’s talking about divorce lawyers and big life changes today, and yeah, fine, whatever. Briana’s saying it’s all symptoms and not the problem, and Maya’s all "small steps," and Keith's talking about building things. Tommy’s even trying to figure out what Trump’s approval rating has to do with it. But you know what *else* is happening? While everyone's busy with their introspective journeys, someone out there is making sure we got a nominee. We got a strong nominee for the Dumb Sh*t Award.
FDA. Straus Ice Cream. Recall. Lactic acid. People, c'mon. This isn't a complex issue. This isn't some deep philosophical dive into the human condition. This is… ice cream. You had ONE job. One job! It's like Sterling talking about Florida storms, but instead of a hurricane, it’s a bad batch of mint chip. That's not a mistake… that's a lifestyle, people. That's just pure, unadulterated dumb sh*t. Tommy, tell me I’m wrong. You can’t.