Joe Matarese: Check-In Call

I was in Vegas a couple of weeks ago for my brother’s bachelor party, and I was making that check-in call that you do with your girl when you’re away. She gives me one of these, ‘You don’t sound like yourself. I feel like we’re off or something, something’s disconnected.’ I’m like, ‘Maybe that’s because nine of my friends are in the other room yelling “homo.”‘