The Golden Engine of Suffering

In two instances, the thought, I don't know if we'll get it. Turned into the golden engine. A heckle and this weird, strangely like disturbing moment meaning like this reminder that the audience really is just a bunch of individuals. Both of those got turned into gold within five seconds in a crisp, cool room. My language centers showed up. Yeah. C Matt understands. It never happens when the cameras are rolling. No. And it had to happen the second show and it did happen. And it was fucking crazy.