What's up, daddies?

Today on the show, we hear about one of your fellow listeners who split his face open while

enjoying the program. We do a deep dive into the petition trying to get a terrible Illinois bar

shut down because it's owned by an openly racist individual. We hear about a gentleman who gets

arrested after he passes out while canoeing drunk, it's all the

toppings piled high as per usual. Live from Los Angeles, whoo. California. You're listening to

power moves, daddy. Yeah, we're making power moves. Rock in a Detroit groove.

To some American dudes, I'll make it power moves.

Straight out of Grand Block, Michigan, rocking a cold one in each hand.

My buddy Dave and I are Americans just making power moves.

Ripping heaters and chugging paps. And we're back. Welcome to Power Moves episode 92. I'm your host, Mike Burns. Joining me from beautiful Glendale, California. It's your best bud, gnarly, Zach. What's up, man? You know me, dude, man. I'm just hanging out. Got yourself dube going there, I see. Yeah, it was a good time. What kind of? Put out half of it. It was that brand Littles. Yeah. You're familiar with. My girlfriend broke our pipe yesterday while I was at work. So she went to go get a new one and picked up a little pack of joints while she was there. Those are good. I like all of those little multi-packs.

Like, that's the best value.

Yeah, it just sucks.

I can't go out and be smoking them in public.

Finally, finally, it's legal for us to just rip joints outside, and now we cannot go outside anymore.

We're going to need some sort of. We need like

little holes in the mask or something that close up like a little like a little portal like on a

boat or something where you you pop the hole open and hit your dup and your sig and then you just

close it back up for safety. We can make that happen. That's a million dollar idea, Narlay. Let's just get into the junk drawer. I hope everyone had a solid fourth. I rocked it successfully, quarantined by myself, with some nice Tanteo tequila and a thousand high-lifes. I had some jalapeno cheddar sausages. I made some Nashville hot chicken wings, and I slow cooked a four-pound pork roast.

That got made into 35 tamales, gnarly.

That's a lot of tamales, dude.

Now, I told you I was going to make tamales, and you balked at it and said that you're

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