Transcribed from: Comedy CentralMark: On the night my daddy died, I spent the last four or five hours of his life up there in his bedroom with him. We settled our differences. I told him I loved him. And, he made me promise him that I'd never sell the farm. Well, I lied. Huh? [points to a skyscraper being built] So, sue me! My mother is.
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