What's up, everyone? Welcome to another episode of Just Saying With Justin Martendale.

I am Justin Martendale and have we got a show for you. First of all, we hope you had

a wonderful Labor Day weekend. I am officially done with summer. John, how are you?

Melting. Melting by the second. Dude, it is unbearable. It's, it's, it's a whole

another level of hell. I don't know what's going on. I'm actually like sweating.

I'll tell you what's going on. Greta Thurneberg was right. She told us, she gave us a

warning and we didn't listen. Our feeble, stupid human ears just couldn't take

the truth and now it doomed to melt for eternity. How dare we? It's brutal. It reached

over a hundred degrees all over across Southern California. And here's the thing. We don't like it.

Because we normally, we have amazing weather. That's what we all are here for.

The amazing weather and the cheap fentanyl all around the corner. But that's a joke. That was

totally a joke. But I'm from Texas originally and I'm used to heat. I'm used to a nice Texas summer

where it was like 108 or whatever and you're like, oh, it's hot. But you know what? They have

humidity there. You know what California doesn't have humidity. So when it gets to like

106, that's desert. 106. Yeah. Everyone keeps saying, oh, but New York has humidity. I've never

sweat while I was in the shower. My genitals at one point left my body. It quits. It like walks

down my leg out from under my shoe, hitchhiked down the road and apparently my junk is in,

you know, North Dakota or something now. Ready for fall. It's awful. And you know what's even

grosser people. Hot, hot, bothered people. I'm talking about LA is awful. Anyways, when it comes

to like human interaction. But more so when it's just hot and everyone's just sick of it and each

other and everything going on in the world like rent was due this week. Of course it was and

when it was 104 degrees at one point, like cars are just stopping in the middle of the street

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