ä,Dio mano papa Chango

Greetings, Earthlings. Welcome to another edition,

what the fuck is it? Episode edition, it's a it's a mix of an episode and an edition.

Welcome to another edition of what is this? Ranting out my ass, Roma, this is a Roma. So if you're, if you've come here expecting

scintillating conversation with an intelligent person, you've come to the wrong place. There's no one here, but me.

It's just me. I'm just going to be ranting, talking about shit, and I'll play you some cool music, and I'll read emails that some of you have sent in.

And I'll just talk shit for a while, and that's it. That's all there is. So if that's less than what you're hoping for, and I certainly understand, I won't have any hard feelings whatsoever if you say,

fuck this. I like the conversations. I don't want to hear that guy just yammering for a fucking hour. All right. Good. I hear you. Go home. Go do something else. Get back to work. You lazy bastard.

Or bastard is, or whatever you are. So yeah, I'm going to be reading some emails. It's dark. It's rainy dark here in Topanga, California.

I hit the capital of the mountains, Santa Monica mountains, north of Los Angeles. And so I thought, what the fuck? I don't feel like.

Yeah, actually, this is this was my thought process is like I'm tired of staring into this computer, dealing with emails and whatever other bullshit I was doing, reading articles and stuff.

So I'll do I'll stand up because I put the desk up. It's a thing I crank it and the desk goes up. So now I'm standing. I'm still staring into the fucking computer mostly, but at least it feels like I'm not.

How about those patriots? God damn. God damn. That was rough for someone who's not a Patriots fan. That was a rough experience yesterday.

And that's all I'll say about it in deference to our international listeners. Okay. So before I even begin this thing, I'm going to play you some music. It's, I don't even know how to pronounce the song. It's an apostrophe and then Jari new J.A.R.I. and with the till the you garab.

I don't want language it's in. I know it's by chic low and he's from Burkina Faso. So go figure it out. I don't know, but it's a pretty cool fucking song. I hope you enjoy it. I'll be back shortly when Mr. Low finishes.

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