The episode begins with Louie exchanging a few jokes with his two daughters around the dinner table.

She was fired after one season where only one of the sketches she wrote survived to dress rehearsal and none aired, although she did appear on the show as a cast member in skits, usually in smaller supporting roles.I start off in a nice circular motion and pick up speed and kablowee. I was jerking off and I looked at my penis and it was blurry because my eyes are going.So I had to go to the drug store and buy reading glasses and I felt weird, like, ' She knows I'm jerking off with these.' Like, she's just looking at me like, ' You ain't readin' shit, you dirty old…' Anyway, so I got reading glasses and I looked at it and it was still blurry. I think my dick is getting blurry." "You can figure out how bad of a person you are by how soon after September 11th you masturbated, and for me it was between the two buildings going down.At that point my re-enactment of the opening credits of Louie stuttered to a halt thanks to the block-long queue to get in. There are messages from Sarah Silverman - "Dear Comedy Cellar: I'm pregnant. Please take it down when I die."There is also the faintest whiff of tourist trap about the strict queues, two-drink minimum rule (imagine a British comedy club actively encouraging patrons to drinker faster, and more) and surly staff.When one woman is spotted fiddling with her phone she is subjected to a joke-free, three-minute diatribe from compere William Stephenson. notoriously played to empty rooms night after night in the 90s.