I'm notgonnalie, I'm notgonnahateonhim, theway- ladies, youwentcrazyforhim, I know.
He's a good-lookingman.
I'm notgay, butifwewerelockedup, hellyeah.
Oh, youdon't evenknow! I wouldtearhisassuptotheLionKingsoundtrack.
A good-lookingdude!
I gottatellyouguys, TrevorNoahhasbeenontheroadwithMartinand I forlike I saidthelastfourmonthsandhe's a greatfriendand a funny, funnyman.
Anyofthestoriesyouguysmighthaveheardaboutusinthepastandthepracticaljokes, they'veallbeentrue. Especiallywhen a newguyshowsup.
Youknow, Trevor's a cooldude, youguys, butwecouldn't waittohavefunwithhim.
Soletmetellyou a quickstory.
Weweredoing a showin a citycalledEaglePassinthestateofTexas.
Now... WehavesomeTejanosinthehouse? What's up?
You'refarfromhome, coño.
Soanyway, we'redoing a showoutinEaglePass, Texas.
Now, I have a friendofminenamedRickGutierrez, who's also a comicwhowasonlastseasonwholivesinSanAntonio, Texas, whichisaboutanhourorsoawayfromEaglePass.
Hebought a newcarandhedrovefromEaglePass, I'm sorry, fromSanAntoniotoEaglePasstomeetupwithhisfirstshowthatnight.
Aftertheshowwasover, hesays, "Hey, man," hegoes, "Youwannaleave a littlebitearlyandwe'lltakemycarandyoucandriveit, andtheguyscancatchupwithustomorrowinthetourbus."
So I'm like, "Cool, let's takeoff."
So I tellMartinandTrevorandtherestoftheguys, "I'llseeyouguystomorrownight. I'm leavingwithRick."
SowegetinRick's carand I gettodrive.
WeheadtoSanAntonio.
About 30 minutesintothedrive, westartseeingflashinglightsonthesideofthefreewayandthen a bigsignthatcomesupanditsays "ImmigrationCheckpointAhead".
Don't worry, thisstoryendsdifferently.
Soanyways, I stillgetnervous, youknow, I'm drivingand I pulluptotheline.
And I'm sittingthereand I'm just, I'm justwaitingfortheofficertosaysomethingthat's gonnaannoythehelloutofme.
So I'm justwaitingandherecomestheofficer, andwhenhesawme, hesaid, "Aw, Fluffy!"
Andwhen I heardthat, inmymind, I waslike, "I'm notgoingtojail."
He's like, "Dude, whatareyoudoinghere?"
I said, "Well, wehave a showtomorrownightinSanAntonio, andwe'rejustpassingthrough."
"Where's yourtourbus?"
I said, "Well, mytourbusisbackinEaglePasswiththeotherguys."
Wegetbackinsideandhesays, "Thankyousomuchfortakingthepicturewithme. I reallyappreciateit, man. We'rejustboredrightnow."
I go, "Really? Youguysarebored?"
"Yeah, we'rebored."
I said, "Well, mytourbusisgonnabepassingthroughhereinabouttwohours."
And I said, "Wehave a newguyonthebuswho's fromSouthAfricaandhe's beenbraggingabouthisimmigrationstatusandhowheneverhasproblemswithcustomsorimmigration 'causeallofhispaperworkisalwaysinorder.
I'm justsaying, youknow, ifyou'rebored."
Nextmorning, youguys, I get a textfromTrevor, okay?
Youseehowcoolandcalmheis. Thattextsoundedmad.
I justlookedatitanditsaid, "You're a dick."
I couldn't gettoTrevorfastenoughtohearthestory, right?
SoMartinand I, wepulluptothetheater, andweseeTrevor, andhealreadytoldmeinthecar.
"Hey, dude, Trevorismad."
I'm like, I seeTrevorand I'm like, "Trevor, areyouokay?"
Andhejustwentoff.
"Gabriel, itwasinsanity, I tellyou, itwasinsanity.
Theypulledmeoffthetourbuslike I was a commoncriminal.