 I can't wait when he destroys her vapid emptiness. Well, you know, she called him yesterday to congratulate him. She didn't know what to say. He let it go to voicemail. He did. Good, yeah. He's not going to play. Oh, he can't stand her, and I know why. Because he knows. A self-made person, Carrie, a la you, me, my wife Yolanda, self-made people loathe