Dennis Miller Won’t Read Your DMs – Lights Out with David Spade

Dennis Miller Won’t Read Your DMs – Lights Out with David Spade


All right,
it’s time for Sports Out– -Lights Out Sports Update.
-MILLER: What is this? MAN: ♪ Lights Out Sports ♪
Update. Yeah. Dumb. I hired that BO guy. Uh, Jaguars’ quarterback
Jalen Ramsey revealed that in college,
to psyche out his opponents, he would slide
into their girlfriends’ DMs. Wow. Full disclosure, I did do this
to James Corden one time. It was not in college,
it was yesterday. Dennis, you know what DMs are,
direct message. DM’s my initial.
I don’t know what it means as far as the, uh… -It just means he sent
messages… -Surprised to hear he had slid into me. (laughter) (cheers and applause) It’s the very definition
of the tuck rule. I heard his wiener was so big that they went over
the data limit on the phone. That’s a rumor; I have no idea
if it’s true. But he got roll over inches… -MILLER: And swiped his wiener?
-Yeah. -I’m cleaning it up all
of a sudden. -We’re on cable. -You can say dick, can’t you?
-I know, but… I’m trying to clean up
’cause you’re here, -and I know you…
-MILLER: What’s with the, What’s with the flock
of seagulls pants? What is that fabric on there? Oh, no.
Come on, Dennis. This whole show is, like,
built on tight-pegged, alternative-fabric pants and little fabulous footwear. I feel like I’m in a pop-up at a Skechers store
or something. -That’s– Come on, Dave.
-It’s all… This is genuine pleather,
I’ll have you know. KOY: I love the fact
that he just said you got your pants
at Skechers. (laughter) -Do they make…?
-Only Dennis could do that. Isn’t Skechers a pants store? -No, it’s not.
-Yeah, it’s no use. Skechers is not a pants store. SPADE: I know, when I,
when I walked… I tell you, I’ve reached that… It’s a place where you get
free bubblegum. That’s where I send my son. I’ve reached the point in life
with the culture that I am thankfully
out of the loop. (laughter) I’m trying to get there, Dennis. I need to be there. You don’t need to know
where I got my tight pants. I don’t know much about
social media or DM-ing. To me, when I look at Twitter,
I think “Never have lives less lived
been more chronicled.” -Uh…
-SPADE: Yeah. I dig that. With Jalen, a lot of people
might not like what he was doing,
but I kind of like it, because you got
to compete sometimes and sometimes you got to get
under people’s skin. I actually was blessed,
when I was competing, I won my wife over a bet, and she still don’t know that. But she know it now. Yeah, she’ll find out tonight. I’m gonna be in some trouble. Who do you think is more fine,
A-Rod or Jalen. -Which is your type here.
-SPADE: Yeah. It got– You know what?
It got to be A-Rod. I love just…
(rolls tongue) Just that part. Forget A-Rod,
I’m trying to hit Jen, man. KOY:
Yeah. Jen, holler at me, baby. SPADE:
Holler at her, babe. Holler at me.

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