Wait a minute. What is she saying, Tulio?

I don't sound like that. Here are some images of naked grandma butts.

Oh dear. How are we going to find them now? We've got a treasure map.

We have to do something. We do? Yeah, we have to fly to Amazon help Linda and Tulio find them.

Nice try. It only recognizes my voice. Oh. Cool. Hey, Siri, show me pictures of naked grandma butts.

Very good, Ender. Thermal imaging from a satellite. The enemy's in red. What pattern do you see?

Well, all I got upstairs is a light-up nativity and $25,000 worth of Target Christmas decorations.

Well, I just saw a picture of a baby's head crowning, so I hope you enjoyed sex, because we're done with that.

So now anyone can control your phone? Hey, Siri, show me pictures of naked grandma butts.

Thanks to Dr. Monteiro and his team. The entire area will be designated as a National Wildlife Refuge.

A flute, a letter opener, one of those pens where you put the bikini back on the naked lady.

I mean, I've got hosts imagining voices and climbing mountaintops to consult their astrological chart. This is not a fucking glitch.

How about our roof? Oh, I like that. That's great. Oh, my gosh. I can't believe my maid of honor dress is going to be on Google Earth.

It's okay, you know, we space cowboys don't do what we do for glory and fame. We leave that to your rock stars and your athletes and your Howie Mandels.

Checking out my can? We stole that because finally someone expressed my love of soup in painting form. Wow. Woo.

So who gave prototype military rounds to tuareg fighters in the Sahara? The ask, Lois.

And so 15 years, actually, and about four billion dollars later, the genome was sequenced and published. In 2003, the final version was published, and they keep working on it.

No. Also, I'm pulling the Toobin piece on the Supreme Court women, woman. And I need to see a new draft on that piece about shopping for a plastic surgeon. It's dull.