Hey, what can I tell you? I fucked up. Happy birthday.

Hey, all you are, welcome, and I think you're a six and keep another show. Welcome to Keith and the girl. I'm Keith Malley. I'll get to that, of course, but first, some positivity. This is from Snubo. Hi, Keith. I just listened to Keith and the girl's show 3967, and I want to show my support for what you've been going through. Most fans of the show, like me, I'm sure, are understanding of what has happened. The shows you do are great and I look forward to downloading them no matter how far apart they are. I love the way you engage with everyone every week in poker. I'm content just sitting there listening to all you guys as I play. Keep up the good work. Stay strong and good things will come to you in the future.

Your mate down under, Snubo.

Well, thank you, Snobo.

That's sweet.

And I will be in poker tonight.

And I did win last week, as a matter of fact,

and I now have 10 million chips.

So, sweetheart, you blew it.

Sadia might be in chat.

She's still trying to fuck me.

She said she'll touch herself on camera for my birthday.

So we'll see what that's about.

Saadia writes me out of the blue info at keithinghamgirl.com.

You know how it is for women.

They get compliments thrown at them, whether they like it or not.

I like it. This is out of nowhere. She's, she's, this is her telling me that she's hot, even if I don't see it.

I get told on a regular basis exactly how I am attractive. And I never asked, a simple,

your beautiful would suffice, but I get told you've got the kind of face

that everyone just wants to fuck. And the construction workers outside my window shout random

Indian names when they're working on my window level. They cost such a riot. People complain

in my building's Facebook group. I know it's me. Nobody else does. Manchester is very Asian, thankfully.

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