Dude, I would not be here if it wasn't for the fucking Hangover.
Mr. Chow is the best character I've ever played.
He's the funniest character ever.
It put me on the map.
Dude...
Leslie Chow.
I mean, it has brought me so much joy.
The Hangover is the best thing ever to happen
not only to my career, but my fucking life.
That's why I don't mind getting recognized for Mr. Chow wherever I go.
Literally, if anyone asks for a photo or a selfie, I'm always nice about it.
If you look on Twitter, I'm always nice doing Mr. Chow stuff
because I'm dead inside.
Now...
You guys wanna hear some Hangover stories?
All right. This is all true.
I live in Los Angeles, the rich part, and I'll tell you...
Where?
I'm not going to tell you where, bitch.
I'm not going to tell you I live in Calabasas now.
Don't worry, I can say it. It's a gated community.
It's fine.
You ain't getting in. It's fine.
You ain't getting in, bitch.
Okay, I was at a Wells Fargo ATM, withdrawing some cash.
A lot of cash!
And this middle-aged white guy,
this, like, motherfucking guy with a bald head...
No offense, dude. I'm just like...
Hey, I'm sorry.
Oh, my God. Dennis, get a load of this guy.
Oh, my God, that's fucking Locke from Lost over there.
Oh, my God, he's got the secret with the hatch!
Look at that guy! Fucking Lost.
Oh, my God.
He's like an ugly Locke from Lost.
And I'm an ugly Daniel Dae Kim, so it all works out fine.
Daniel Dae "Chins," maybe.
And this fucking white "Ho"-looking motherfucker
is looking at me from a sedan with the window half-cracked open.
True story. He's staring at me, and I'm withdrawing some cash.
Staring at me, withdrawing some cash. Staring at me, withdrawing some cash.
The light turns green so he can go, "Toodle-oo, motherfucker!"
Every fucking day, you know what I mean?
I was on a plane promoting Hangover II. First class.
And, uh...
True story. There's a person in the back of the plane
and there were concerns he may have had a stroke.
He had some vertigo, he had some dizziness,
some weakness, a little bit of slurred speech,
and the flight attendant was understandably panicked.
"Is there a doctor on the plane? Is there a doctor on the plane?"
So, you know, I raise my hand and I was like, "Well, I, um...
Well, it's most complicated but..."
"But I used to be a doctor."
She was like, "Sit down, Chow. Jesus."
"Catch that, Phyllis?"
Everyone's laughing at me on the plane.
Dude, even the strokie in the back of the plane...
Making a bubble with his drool or something.
But I was promoting Hangover II,
which, actually, I think is my favorite Hangover movie,
because the cinematography was absolutely amazing in Bangkok, Thailand.
Anyone from Thailand?
Oh, really?
-Yeah. -You're a Thai!
-That's awesome. Where are you from? -Bangkok.
Bangkok!
You look so cute! Look!
Natey, get a shot of him, man!
Look at that!
You know what I call this? You know what I call this?
Son of Chow. He looks amazing.
Own that shit, boy.