Social discomfort. No talk.

Hey, we're recording the podcast.

Shut up.

Good morning to you, wherever you are, because it is...

Morning, September!

For April 8, 2026, my name is Bernie Burns sitting right over there. She's responsible for the sunbeam.

It's Ashley Burns. How about she?

We were just talking before we started because Mush is in here. He's sitting next to me.

And he seems a little mift. Is maybe the word I'd use to describe his visible mood.

And I, my theory is that it's because there are no sunbeams today.

There have been a lot of sunbeams the last few days, but it's overcast today.

There's no sunbeams.

And we were discussing how, you know, we can say to much like, sorry, buddy, I don't, I can't make the sun come out.

But I feel like a cat would be like, you're full of shit.

I've seen you make it rain in part of a room whenever you want.

As you see fit.

The room is too hot.

You make it colder.

You turn on the wind machine in the corner of the room.

Like, oh, you have shitty eyes and can't see in the dark.

Bam, you make light.

This fucker had a mouse in his mouth.

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