It's week two on tour in Canada, or the day after to be exact. I come in from the airport, turn on the camera, and burn through a list of people I have lost my tolerance for. I also offer up my suggestion for how to say no. Plus a guy on his speakerphone who may or may not own the Westminster Dog Show. Either way, he's an asshole.

And finally, an outtake from a show in Ottawa where the crowd started out a little tight. Turns out they were just French.

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