Can You Roll Me Down the Hill?

I was sitting on a grassy, no. I'll have to bring it back to Kennedy, right? I'm up on this, and I'm smoking this cigar by myself. This blonde chick walks up to me and she has like this accent. She goes, can you roll me down the hill? It's this grassy hill and I'm going, give me some roll. So, she goes, I want to, I never met an ice on this beautiful grassy thing. And I'm sitting there going, I don't know if this. How many times did you roll her? Just, I know, right? No, I was married. You went to Iceland?