- because when I went to the post office the last time, they told me that it's much, much cheaper to put anything that's over 2.5 pounds and going east of South Dakota into flat-rate boxes, and these are heavier. So, that's the thing, here we go. Put you up there.

You want to improve my game, so let's do this. I'm gonna eat Cheez-Its in the meantime. I love them, they're so yummy. Go to top chat? Tesla, can you tell me how to get to all the people who did the-

[Reading]: "Jose Lopez. Do rim jobs feel good? Is it true th-,"

I'm distracted. I'm gonna answer some questions.

[Reading]: "Do rim jobs feel good."

I would say so, for some people.

[Reading]: "Is it true that women, hundreds of years ago utilized face-sitting as a form of punishment?"

I don't know, but I don't see why not. I'm moving to Mexico. Okay, I don't know how to find the things. If you can tell me though?

The boxes are for people who donate $200 to the sex ed road tour. You don't have to do it over a long period of time, you can just do a one-time pledge and then turn it off. Two-hundred dollars. You get a mystery box with some of my stuff that's sexuality-based. [high pitch] Yaaay! I'll build another one for you here in a bit. We have 37 boxes left, and we just built another one.

Okay. There are a couple of things that I need from you: one, can somebody write, what a good word... applesauce, so that I know how much of a lag there is? Two-hundred per box, you're not just buying my stuff for $200, although some of it is worth that much. You are supporting the road tour, essentially paying for a tank of gas and shipping, and then I'm just giving you my stuff to say "thank you." Here, I will show you:

Boxes (x8). Whoa, look at all those boxes, and then they go over there, too. Lots of boxes. There is a box that this computer is resting on, and another box that that computer is resting on. Which is the most gi-naan-tic, gigantic guy. I'm working on an episode about this guy. Until then, you stay there and function as a podium. Good job.

All right, team.

I took my father's photography class, and we were supposed to make books - or something along those lines, I don't know - with pictures. Anyway, I made this book with all of the - what would you call them, "lyrics" or "words" to the song, Everybody's Free to Wear Sunscreen. And then there's terrible photographs, like, this is very dark, but still - still very cool book. Shall we read it? [high pitch] And then I'll put it in the box!

[Reads]: "Enjoy the beauty and-"
No... [Moved] Read the things.

[Reads]: "Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth, but nevermind, you will never understand the power and the beauty of your youth until they've faded. But trust me. In twenty years, you'll look back at your photos of yourself and recall in a way you can't grasp now, how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked. You are not as fat as you imagined."
That, by the way, was a picture of my mother looking at pictures of herself.

[Reads]: "Don't worry about the future or worry knowing that worry is just as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubblegum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind, the kind the blindside you at 4am on some idle Tuesday. [Flips page]

Do one thing everyday that scares you. Sing. Don't be reckless with other people's hearts. Don't put up with people who are reckless with yours. Floss. Don't waste your time on jealousy. [Flips page]

Sometimes you're ahead. Sometimes you're behind. The race is long and, in the end, totally with yourself. Remember compliments you receive, forget the insults. If you succeed in doing this, tell me how.

[Shows page] And see? These are pictures from Reserve. They're terrible photographs, apparently I was not a good photography student, but! They're still Reserve things.