Chelsea Handler: Drugs, Dog Parks, & Dick Appointments

2817.954 - 2847.093 Chelsea Handler

And I knew that every winter, I mean that every spring and every fall, the leaves would change and bloom and, and it would be beautiful. And that everyone who saw them would be like, where, where did you get these trees? And every winter, I mean, sorry, every fall and every spring I get a text from him. Shut the fuck up. Going, I can't believe I lost you. Look at your trees.