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Welcome back to

Evolution of Snake. I'm Zach. And I'm Madeline. And we're back with the most useless hotline of all time.

This is Phone a Snake where you call in with your unpopular opinions and we roast you. Now, it seems to me that

people are confused by the premise of this because someone accused me of hating on my audience the other day of like deliberately roasting people,

like, as though I'm, you know, taking poor people from their homes and flogging them in the town

square. But these people, these snakes, they call, they beg. They want to be flogged.

That's what nobody understands.

And we've always said that, too.

Enter at your head.

Enter at your own risk.

Some people deliberately send in stuff to get attacked too.

Like, remember the person who sent in, I love me and I think it's the greatest song ever. Like that was great even and they knew it with a straight face.

They were laughing the whole time. The person who said Taylor hasn't made a good album since read.

That had to have been. Although he. That said it serious.

Serious. We never heard from him again. But he deserved what happened.

And that's on period.

It's what you deserve whenever you get clocked on evolution of the snake.

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