but sometimes you have to, and there are a few things

I'd like to say goodbye to right now.

It's time for "Go On, Git."

[ Cheers and applause ]

-♪ Go on, git, go on, git ♪

♪ Go on, go on, go on, git ♪

[ Western guitar twanging ]

-Whoa.

♪♪

-Go on, git, election touch screens.

Thanks for being the iPads we needed...

and the TV no one asked for.

You served this country well,

but now it's time to git back to the CNN supply closet

until 2024.

May you live to be pinched and poked another day.

'Til then, breaking news, you better go on to the git.

[ Cheers and applause ]

♪♪

Go on, git, mahogany.

Oh, you think you're --

'cause you're a straight-grained,

reddish-brown timber with a range

that extends from South America to North America

that you get to have a four-syllable,

hoity-toity name like "mahogany"?!

Here's a new name for you.

Tree.

Don't like that one? Here's another one.

Wood.

Wham bam! Go on, git!

[ Cheers and applause ]

♪♪

Go on, git, daylight savings time.

Sure, it's fun to switch things up,

but you know what else is fun?

Daylight!

The only things I need less light for

are movie theaters and laser tag.

And both of those are on COVID hold.

Or HOVID, as I call it.

Besides, I'm tired of adjusting my oven clock at your whim.

So why don't you spring forward, fall back, and go on, git!

[ Cheers and applause ]

♪♪

[ Spit ]

[ Ding! ]

Go on, git... anteaters, ya big weirdos.

You look -- You look like someone stuck a Dirt Devil

onto a dog's face and said, "Hope you like ants."

[ Laughter ]

Well, I reckon God created you for a reason,

and that reason was for me to say,

"Thank you for eatin' all the ants."

I do dislike ants.

You can stay, anteaters,

you weird-looking, cone-faced beavers.

[ Cheers and applause ]

[ Laughter ]

♪♪

Go on, git, old Hotmail address.

You were the first e-mail address I ever had,

but you've outlived your usefulness by about 20 years.

The only e-mails you get now are Bed Bath & Beyond coupons,

links to adult websites, and notifications from Myspace.

Now, go on, git, KoolDude555@hotmail.com,

and don't let the barn door hit you in the backside.

Well, it's hard to see 'em go, but I'm glad

that I got it all out of my system. We'll be right back.