 When you can bake on a golden bake, a smarter baking comes here. Well, you're safe, so you won't regret it. Plus, it looks awesome and charming. Everyone loves this. Provide it the same or eat the same. It'll feel really hot. Besides, we want to sell it. We want to sell it. We want to sell it. Have not. And I think, really, it's a complex work. But with the company, we do the fastest work also. You can choose on the street or on the floor. Hey, can you do that? I'll be right here. Come on, man. We live yet? We live? Oh. Ain't I'm taking calls today? Hmm? Yep. You put the number up there? Tub it on the screen? I think you told me you posted something on my fucking biscuit, man. Fuck you. You ain't got my last bed up there, man. I told you, whatever you say, I'm taking opposite. I took Tobias Harris over for a stack. I ain't fucking with you, man. You be giving me some badass pics any time I say come, I'ma put a pic in for you. This shit be wrong, this shit. And you answer me like a street, street. Yeah, I can see him doing that. Yeah, PJ, take some fucking offensive fouls, baby. Come on, Tobias. Fuck as you do. Fuck Toby. Toby need Kobe? I mean, what the other fucking white boy's name is? Huh? What the fucking white boy he loved, man? The big ass white boy with the big ears, man? Bobon. Yeah, fuck Toby need Bobi? Fuck as you doing, missing them fucking layups. I got a fucking stacky Robinson on the line. Nigga, $1,000 is on the line. Fuck as you doing, missing wide open layups. I took you in the Uber. Come on, nigga. You're my fucking god, too. You fucking missing wide open bunnies at 6'8", 6'9". Fuck, man, you gotta make up for that, Toby. We gonna send you with Bobi. Make that. Yeah, Joel. Hasty. Yeah, Joel. Nasty ass pink outfits, man. Nigga, I'm actually ass pink uniforms, man. My wife still was thinkin' about them nasty ass unis, man. You niggas look like the Miami Heat, man. Miami Heat though, they ain't got them colors. I don't keep it all the way real, man. Washington men on some corny shit lately, man. The football team, that was the worst fucking name in the world, man. Washington football team. My fucking commanders ain't that much better either, huh? Man, they shoulda kept the redskins, man. Boy, the Indians was mad. That's why they took this shit. Yeah? But there was like the red wolves. There was other ones that weren't bad. Yeah, I guess the Washington Redskins, cause he had a city called the Oklahoma Niggas. A team called the Oklahoma Niggas, Alabama Niggas. That wouldn't work, man. They had to change that motherfucker, too, man. What that shit, man? Like red skinned people? Man, you lie, man. You don't know what that shit meant, man. Hell, come on, Joel. Yeah, James. Yeah, Joel. Get them niggas 60 tonight. Get these niggas and these pink-ass uniforms 60, man. Fuck y'all don't come to Philly with some pink uniforms on, man. All niggas look like y'all ready to play volleyball, man. They don't look like no basketball team, man. They look like volleyball team, man. That shit too bright, man. Hell, you late boys niggas to fuck up. Yeah, Joel. Let's go, baby. We taking calls? Anybody call yet? No, go ahead. You can play them. No, at the head. I mean, at the... Make sure they say their name, too. Bill, Bill, late Joel to fuck up. Come on, minivan. Oh, man, it's Ty's Gibson. Ain't no way Ty was getting at this thick motherfucker Joella B, man. Right at him, man. Come on, dawg. Come on, Joel. First 76 with 39 points in three straight games since Allen Iverson. You knew that? He the first sixer with 39 straight points in three games since Allen Iverson. You know that's Big Mood of VUGA, right? Yeah, all that shit. He's talking about... All right, the first year, all right, cool. Last year, get the fuck out of here, man. Niggas was the first center to lead the fucking league and scoring since Shaq. When did Shaq play? Oh, a bunch of fucking years ago. Oh, this a guard league, ain't it? Right, the guards take all the shots. The guards run shit. Well, Big Mood of fucker let the NBA scoring last year. Oh, hold on, wait. It's 2023, Kev. Guess what? Big Mood of fucker lead the league this year. And they still talking about Yolkage. Oh, chubby, slow ass. Do we got game? Yeah, I give it to Yolkage. Yolkage got game, yeah. Do you want Yolkage in the track, me? No, you fucking don't. Yolkage is the slowest shit. Yolkage is going to give you a bunch of fucking points, a bunch of rebounds, a bunch of assists. He is. Are you picking Yolkage over Big Mood of fucker? You're not. So, all of my fuckers who voted last year, you're stupid. Fucking, hey, hey. Eternal Sports Center, all you hear is Yolkage, Yolkage. Wait, hold on. Big Mood of fucker average in 34 points a game, man. It's only been like a handful of niggas that averaged that amount of points a game. You know what I'm saying? Motherfuckin' Will. Motherfuckin' Mike. Motherfuckin' James Hardin' one year. Motherfuckin' Brian ain't never average 34 fucking points a game, man. And he the motherfuckin' goat, man. Fuck we talkin' bout, man. That man average 34 motherfuckin' points each how you eternal sports center. Yolkage, Yolkage, man. Get the fuck out of here. Fuck wrong with y'all. They be hatin' on Big Mood of fucker. Why? Because he from Africa, man. He a fool guy. Huh? Because he from the Mood of lead, Mood of fool guy. Fuck y'all be hatin' on your own fuckin' and B-4. Huh? Because he come out of a dirty little village in Africa, Mood of fool guy. And he lead the league in scoring Mood of fool guy. So I be hatin' on my motherfuckin' country, man. You know what I mean, Kev? Because you know I'm from Ethiopia, Kev. So I feel some type of way about that shit. They don't want to get a motherfuckin' MVP trophy to Africa. They ain't gave that bitch up since Hakeem Elijah won, man. Will Newsflash, he the best fuckin' thing since Hakeem Mood of fool guy. Wrong with y'all. Y'all seen Hakeem Elijah won, man. Fuck the threes like this. 39 points. Three straight fuckin' games. Nigga average 34. Tired of this shit. That's why they couldn't let me in that motherfuckin' room. With the voters, I'll cuss all them bitches out. Yeah, shake. Yeah, shake and bake. Man, that boy Porzinga's look like he, he nine foot six, nine feet six inches. Yeah. Nine feet six inches tall, man. That nigga don't even look real on the TV, man. Nigga look like elastic, man. All that nigga bitches come up to his stomach, man. Like, when you that tall, man, all you bitches suck your dick standing up, man. If you tall niggas like that, get a bitch 5'1". Fuck what's that, Porzinga's? Come on. George Nieng. Damn, George Nieng. Fuckin', that's my boy. George's my man, but his ankles heavy as a bitch, man. He got the heaviest ankles in the National Association, man. For real, man. How the fuck, Porzinga, shake that nigga like that, man? Nigga leader, nigga leader. He need to do some motherfuckin' ankle exercises, man. Nigga heavy in the ankles, man. Fuck with the minivan, too, but his lateral movement fucked up, man. He got the lateral movement of a 70-year-old white man, bro. This shit fucked up, man. Yeah, you're right, that is right, the minivan. He won a while and fucked up as many vans up front, too. 2009, puppy. I fuck with him, because he don't care. He'll shoot that shit. Come on, shoot that shit! Fuck as you waitin' on. Jaden McDaniel? Fuck type time you on, man. You know B-Ball Paul about the foul. All they gotta do is post motherfuckin' Porzinga's up. B-Ball Paul is at 99.8 99.8% chance he gonna foul a nigga. Ain't no rat. He fucked his back up. Aw, man, that nigga had back surgery, man. Come on, James Harden, man. Bitch, damn! You always slap them, you always fuckin' do that to buy his house. Fuck, man. B-Ball Paul, god damn! Come on, y'all. I don't wanna say dumb shit. Yo, that fuckin' white boy dunked on Joe. What the fuck is his name? Krispy Kremez? Krispy Kremez dunked on that nigga like he stole something, man. Oh, my god, B-Ball Paul. That white boy dunked on you so bad. Little Krispy Kremez fucked him up. He told B-Ball Paul, move, bitch. Come on, man, with him. Let's take some calls, man. Question about Harden. Man, what up, Gilly? It's your boy, Ice, man. Look, this is my question, man. What's up with your boy, James Harden, man? What does a man be on, man? Like, he hoop, bro. Don't get me wrong. That boy in Hooper, he know how to get bucky. But when the playoff comes, bro, that man is different. He a whole different person, bro. What you think about that, man? I think Philly can get it done, man. But Harden gotta step up and do his thing. We know that B's gonna do his thing. It's all about him being healthy. But I just want to know, you know... What's your thing, man? What's your thinking, man? What do you know? We all the way from Michigan, man. Let's get it. Shout out to Michigan. I think Harden last year was chubby. Give me another question, man. I think Harden last year was chubby. So he couldn't give us the best version of Harden. And I think Harden is in shape. So I think only time would tell. You know what I mean? And I think Harden was... I think Harden... He was in Michigan, Bible Harden. This year, he a different nigga. Who that is? Yeah. What's going on, baby, man? I just don't like how these niggas out here selling niggas, D-I-E-N-T, man. I think he had designed the bags, man. I don't... I ain't really a fan of that shit, man. I know these sportsmen, man. They can sell me some weed, some cranberry juice with it. 30 minutes, man. Nah, man. Shout out to you, though, man. Yeah, they all hear shit. He's smoking bad weed, man. Man, smoking dookie, man. He tap... He tap in and let me know he's smoking dookie, man. Yeah, they all hear this, girl! He was hot. He was hot off there wet, though. He wasn't on weed. He was dusted. I love you, too, nigga. Don't be calling it dusted like that, nigga. You all smoked up. I like it. Got it. Just some good shit, boy. Oh, man. You might have been right, Kev, to buy his Harry's having a fucked-up game, bro. I bet that stack on him, man. I bet that fucking stack on him. Oh, man. Let's go, y'all. Oh, man. Come on, too. He don't get this week's Sentin' Toby with Bowie, baby. Come on, Tyrese Maxie, man. Come on! Fuck, Bradley Bill, though. He tryin' to take niggas' ankles out, man. Damn James, man. Come on, man. They do the fuck up, boy. That was a fucking hand warm, bruh. Goddamn, that was a hand warm. Come on, let's take a call. Come on, nigga. You gotta be on point, man. Hey, Uncle Jelly, it's me, it's B. I'm sitting here with me, and I was just wondering if you could give him some advice, some tips on how you keep too happy and things that you had to go through to, you know, keep her with you and how y'all stuck together and how y'all gone for so long because this nut-ass nigga needs some advice, like, for real. Hey, if y'all gonna cut some pork, cut some bones off of James. He's the same age as you. He's the same age as you. He's the same age as you. You gotta eat it until you beat it, you know what I mean? Yeah, I told you already. You gotta lick it until you stick it. You know what I mean? Got little bubbles in your butt and your lady butt with a slurpee from 7-Eleven with the spoon on it. Kev, you ain't trying to yet? Huh? All right, keep playing. Watch Taylor leave. You gonna keep laying down in your night missionary style. Laying face-to-face with the baby. Mmm, I love you. That shit get played out, man. I'm trying to tell you. You keep locking in like a motherfucking rollercoaster. Putting your arms under, strapping her down like a rollercoaster. All slow and shit. I love you. You the best. No. They want to get wild, too. They just don't know how to tell them. They want to get wild, man. They want you to slap them on the ass, talk dirty talk. Lie to yourself, this the best dick you ever had in your life. I know it is. See, look, I see your face. I caught you. I caught you thinking about what I was saying. You know how you be telling the niggas some shit and that's real about it. I caught you thinking about it. What's up, girls? It's your boy Dom O'Flair from Indianapolis, Indiana, Nap Town. Check in here. I just got one question from you, man. Oh, shit. I'm crying. You feeling a little bit better after that Super Bowl? Lost me, boy. Niggas say he from Indianapolis, right? Niggas ain't one since Peyton, man. He called me and asked me that dumb shit, man. Fuckin' up my tears, man. I'm gonna be crying. He's fuckin' it up, man. Damn, man. I don't want no more questions of game back on, man. I need to buy a taxi to get this motherfucker 15. Oh, good block. We need to play defense. Be engaged to buy a... He monkey dunked that shit. Come on, James. Swing it. The fuck, ref? Oh, come on, ref. Goddamn, ref. What the fuck is the ref doing, man? I'll be back after the half, baby. I gotta go do what I do. Come on, baby. I need Tobias and Joelle to go off. Let's get the energy going, baby. I need Tobias and Joelle, baby. Come on, baby. Oh, this nigga Tobias Harris. Goddamn! This nigga missed two wide open fuckin' layups, man. Oh, my fuckin' god, man. I can't believe this nigga, man. I better step. I better step on your dumb ass. Goddamn, dawg. Tobias Harris, he's supposed to be my fuckin' man, bro. Like, how you missed three wide open fuckin' layups? I need you to get 12 and a half points. You already got six points. You missed three wide open fuckin' layups, bro. Oh, my fuckin' god, man. What the fuck is going on, man? Come on, man. Let's take some calls, man. Yo, kill me. Why are you boyin'? Can't be out there always fallin' down. And you can't be, he's supposed to be MVP. You won't be MVP. You gotta be out there lookin' slow, man. He can't be fallin' down on us, man. Like, he got two left feet. He'll be doobie all on the ground all the fuckin' time. Like, he got brand new fuckin' baby deer legs or somethin'. Always fuckin' fallin' and shit, man. I don't understand that shit even, man. But he's still the MVP, nigga. My name's Gilita Sobri. I'm from home of Louisiana. I just wanted to let you know, bomb on your ass. We should need some cough drops, because you be screamin' so much. All you fuckin' means is we poppin' up the side of your forehead and shit. All your eyes be stickin' out like, you know, that video of that man trying to win. He go, oh, it's hot. We'll lift this shit up. What she see her name on? So she call herself bustin' on me. All right. I couldn't really hear what you been saying, because you got that fucked up ass, cheap ass St. Louis mobile. You know what I mean? She says she's from St. Louis, right? Yeah, you got St. Louis mobile. You need to step your shit up to AT&T or somethin'. At least Boost Mobile or somethin'. You got motherfuckin' St. Louis mobile. Some niggas from St. Tim, some hood niggas from St. Louis on their shit. Call up a girl. I got a question, bro. Should I leave my wife? She got a great pussy. I'm not gonna lie. But I'm 24. And my boy got some deader pussy. You know what I mean? But, uh, it's between my boy and my girl now, which one should I choose, bro? I looked in at her. You heard? He was just like that. Wait, he said his girl got some good pussy, but his boy got some better pussy. That's what he said? Oh, Lord, that mercy. Yeah, my nigga, I think you should leave her. Because if your boy, your homie, got some better pussy than your girl, then this not the side of the fence you really want to be on, man. You want to be on the other side of the fence, and that's cool. I think you should come out, man. I think you should let your woman know what's going on. Let her know you, you know, you're blazing the shit out your homie, you know? Because I don't know if she, you know, don't have a, you know, she in a relationship and she don't even know you're blazing your homie, man. You gotta let her be able to choose, man. Come on, y'all. I bet $1,000 on Tobias Harrison tonight, man. I ain't never seen her play this bad in my fucking life, man. I've never seen her play this bad in my fucking life, man. Come on, Joel, make foul shots, baby. Come on, Joel. Come on, y'all. Let's take a call. Yo, Gilly, what up, man? I'm just trying to get some game. I got $10,000 to invest in any tips you can give. Any advice? You got $10,000 to invest in. Do I got any tips? Am I not at $10,000? What I will do is be an LLC and then I will give me some lines of credit through my LLC. It's zero percent interest on it for the first year and then I can give me some more money to add to my $10,000 to go invest and then I pay them back like $1,000 a month, shit like that. And I will come up like that so I can have more than 10,000 to invest. That's what I will do. Yo, what up, man? I got a question, man. I got this bitch who's trying to hit her, right? So I had to shot him. I shot him in the DM. There's some real slick fly shit. She was biting. Oh, shit. Nah, I said, man, you know, when can I take her on a date with her? She gonna say, well, see. And I ain't never replied. Man, what I have to do after that, man? Let me know, huh? Give me some game, man. Well, he said he shot a shot. She big. He said, when you gonna be available? And she said, we'll see. So you didn't reply yet, right? So this is what you're telling, right? See, we don't take your time to figure out because I don't wait too long. You know what I mean? I've been hung on my track suit and my track sneaks up a long time ago. I ain't really into chasing bitches, but I broke them back out just for you. So hey, the fuck up before I put them back in the closet? You gotta let her know you the shit, too, dawg. If you don't come with confidence like you the shit, too. What the fuck is she? She already knows that she the shit, the way you came at her, you all over. You gotta let her know. I ain't one of them niggas think I'm gonna sit around and wait. I'm willing to lose you, bitch. You hear me? You might win some, but you just lost what? I'm willing to lose you. You hear me? What the fuck do you mean we gonna see? Don't see, bitch. I want you to feel me both hands and feet. That's what you tell her. Goddamn, Reese. What's the knock that down, baby? Come on, Reese. You gotta knock that shit down, baby. All let these niggas down 10 points, man. These niggas get a couple baskets. They back in it. Come on, y'all playing around, man. I'll let these niggas stay in it, man. Come on, man. We letting these niggas stick around, man. They supposed to be up 20, man. They up 12. How many points in B you got? How many rebounds? How many is this? The niggas out of bounds, man. Fuck the referee. He ain't see that, man. The niggas clearly out of bounds. Out of fucking bounds, man. You said he had four, sis? You're well wanted to work. So what do you got? 45, 46. Come on, Tobias, baby. Come on, baby. Damn, they don't even play my man, my Tres. I don't know more. I don't know what the fuck Dr. Rivers mad at him about. What do you think is a fucking bomb? Let's go, sixes. Take some calls. Yeah, we're doing that to lose to the Bucks. Y'all, we see y'all in the playoffs. Well, we had to see when we get to the playoffs, nigga. We gonna lose to the Bucks. Wow. Cool. Hey, y'all, more of us, right? And these two fucking niggas. I think he's going out on purpose, man. They can see there for him to fall to the ground. There's the land on the lag. Think about 300 times. Shit, I break the nickels every time. And the nickels are a few hundred percent. Well, he's definitely going to be a fetish there for sure. I respect your last comment, but shut up. Fuck you, come over there to now. I don't know what you're talking about. I don't know what you're talking about. Shut up. Fuck you, come over there to now. It's easier for him to land on his hips than it is for him to land on his feet like everybody else. Because he heavy. That's how, so his fucking frame is built heavy enough to fucking carry him. Fuck you, man. A motherfucking main back truck is heavier than a normal car, ain't it? That's why I come with fucking bigger suspension. That's why his fucking legs and his feet is fucking bigger. You have, like, he weighed 275 pounds a way inside six and a half for some shit. No, nigga, way inside 17, nigga. It's easier for him to fall. Shut up. How you come up with that analogy? That was some dumb shit. Hey, Jimmy, this is Alan Watko from Harrisburg, Pennsylvania. I'm going with the sixers on this. What do you think about, about Hardin beating Michael Jordan's record on his free throws? That's my question. I'm giving you a lot to shout out. And we don't got no two-parably in Harrisburg, Pennsylvania, man. I saw that with you on Boosty. But besides the point, you may call back 717. I ain't calling you back, nigga. You trippin. And you said something about what I think about Michael Jordan and James Hardin. I'm going to just tell you, like, don't tell me put James Hardin in the same motherfucking conversation as Michael Jordan. James Hardin, the hell of a player. Great Hall of Famer, first baller. Don't you have any of your fucking life? That's MJ. MJ, MJ motherfucking 60 fucking three years old. He sell more sneaks than everybody in that fucking NBA right now. Don't mention no fucking body with fucking MJ. Except for fucking LeBron. Oh, man, this is bullshit. Man, a lot of sixes on fire, man. The starters might not even come the fuck back in, man. Come on, man, with this. Damn shit! They always blowin' niggas out when you don't need them to blow some fucking body out. Put Tobias Harrison, man. I need two fucking layups, doc. The fuck are you doing? Like, put Tobias Harrison fucking Joelle and beat in the game, man. I need two points from one nigga and two baskets from the other nigga, man. Anthony Melton, one of the hit-and-threes. Every time I take this nigga for over in threes, one-and-a-half threes, not no big shit, this nigga never fucking make him. It's hard to this shit. How many assists James Harding got? How many rebounds Joelle and me got? Eight, but now they blowin' these niggas out so he might not even get the fuck back in. What the fuck is up with Washington, man? Fuckin' bum ass. Come on, man. I need Tobias Harrison, Joelle and beat to come back in, man. I'm done with this shit. I'm out, man. I'm cuttin' this, man. We ain't... dog in this fucking stream, man. Fuck out of here, man. I'm out, man. Them niggas ain't comin' back in, man. I'm on the fucking stream, bro. Oh. Fuckin' smoke somethin', man. Fuckin' with these niggas, man.