over the last three weeks at home.

The only face you've seen outside your family

is probably Mr. Clean.

And after spending all this time at home,

the big question I have is... what day is it?

Does anyone even know?

Well, to help me figure it out, I called my good friends,

Roy Wood Jr., Michael Kosta and Dulcé Sloan,

and, uh, I think we figured it out.

Tough question, but I would go with... Friday?

You know, it feels late in the week,

plus I'm out of clean underwear at this point.

No, no, no, no, no, no. It's got to be Sunday,

because I'm not in church, but I feel a little guilty about it.

All of y'all are still stuck in the old school.

I don't even operate in concepts of days anymore.

To me, this week is just one 168-hour-long day.

I call it Monday-To-Fri-Taturday.

M-M-M... Monday what, Roy?

Mon-to...

Fri-Taturday.

Okay, look, I don't know about that.

I-I... Here's what I think.

I did a show yesterday,

but I didn't do a show the day before,

so I think that that means yesterday was Monday,

so I think today's Tuesday.

No, that... that's ridiculous.

If today's Tuesday, then why am I drunk?

Well, that-that's because you have a drinking problem.

No.

You have my drinking problem. (scoffs)

Man, how the hell are we supposed to know

what day it is, anyway?

I'm not even sure if it's today.

It could be yesterday, for all I know.

Wait. I got it now.

I had tacos last night-- that is usually on a Tuesday--

so that makes today Wetterday.

W-Wetterday? Were... Roy, were you trying to say "Wednesday"?

Goddamn, it's been so long, I done forget

how to say the name of the days.

It's Turds-day.

Turds... day.

Yeah.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

Guys.

I'll just look at my phone!

Of course. The phone. Check your phone.

Yeah. Uh, it's...

Tuesday...

March 31?!

Wait, wait. Wait, wait.

There is no way it's still March.

-No, no. -It can't be March.

March finished, like, like, a year ago.

Yeah, that doesn't make sense.

It's got to be at least August by now.

-Yeah. -Yeah. -It's Turds-day,

August 1, Trevor.

Phone. Right here in my phone.

-That sounds right to me. -Turds-day.

Me, too. Mm-hmm.

Okay, well, I guess we figured it out.

Turds-day, August 1...

2023.

Thank you so much, guys.