Louis C.K.: Chewed Up (2008 TV Special)
Louis C.K.: And then he just dragged his stupid deer head into the woods and he died. And I'm glad he's dead. I was glad right away.
Louis C.K.: She can walk, but she won't. She's a bullshitter.
Louis C.K.: And he starts asking me about my eating habits, you know, like there's habits; like there's a pattern. It's just chaos and awfulness. It's just desperate... He's like, "How many meals and how many bowel movements a day?" I'm like, "I have no idea. I have no idea. It's just a blur. I'm just shittin' and eatin' all day. I fill-pack my body to capacity and then blow it out my asshole. That's it. Every shit is an emergency. Does that give you some idea?"
Louis C.K.: I'm a very, uh, you know, lucky guy. I got a lot goin' for me. I'm-I'm healthy, I'm relatively young, I'm white, which, thank God for that shit, boy. That is a huge leg up, are you kidding me? Oh, God, I love being white. I really do. Seriously, if you're not white, you're missing out because this shit is thoroughly good. And-And-But let me be clear about it right now. I'm not saying that white people are better. I'm saying that being white is clearly better. Who can even argue?