Hey, all you are you all this is going to listen to a shit.

So Keith and Redo. Why are you left, but I'm missing you at all. We're live. Shit. Uh, welcome to Keith and the girl. I'm Keith Malley. I was in, uh, Charlotte, an Italian restaurant, uh, for dinner. And they, they were telling me the specials. And they go, uh, we have pasta inside it is rigatoni and prosciutto. Oh, what's that?

And they go, we have pasta inside it is rigatoni and

prosciutto.

I go, oh, what's that? And they go, fagotini. And I'm like, what the, what the fuck? Fuck you. Oh, because you overheard I'm sad over a breakup? Fuck off. It's called feelings. Okay. This is a true story. There's a, I told you how I had to go somewhere and then I see when I get there, the town is called Elizabeth, my ex's name.

Then I go to get ice cream.

The closest place is Elizabeth's custard.

I'm like, what was going on?

I was walking the other day, and I'll put pictures at keithin'agirl.com.

There's a walk area called Little Sugar Creek Greenway.

And the section I was at is called Liz Hare Trail, L-I-Z-H-A-I-R trail.

What the hell?

What?

It's a woman's name, Liz Hare.

It's like the first woman in some kind of Charlotte Community Center.

But come on.

I start smelling Liz Hair Trail.

I mean, what are we doing here?

If this isn't the Truman Show.

Hey, welcome to Liz's Fat Bush Road.

Gug.

And Little Sugar Creek, that's what I used to call it down there.

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