What up, what up?

We back.

Happy fucking New Year.

Realist podcast ever.

It is now 2000, the Lord's Year, 2006.

If you're listening to this, you can hear the sound of my voice.

That means you made it to another year.

And for that, we should all give thanks, man.

I'm your host, Chad Fane.

I'm Matt Kane.

Y'all know what it is.

When is the last happy New Year day to you?

I'm like the seventh, like a solid week.

But if you have to push it to the 10th, I'm good with that, like a third of the month to the 10th. Once we get like the 28th and all that, stop telling me Happy New Year, blood. You know, you know, I had this conversation with something. That's the reason I boarded up. So, you know, back in the day, we didn't have all these ways to communicate. You know, like in the 60s, there was, you know what I mean?

Like, I had to see you. Yeah. To say, and I, you know, I got my shift at the mill, you know what I mean? And you delivering milk. I don't know if I'm a see you. And I got a slaughtered this cow. You know what I mean? I slaughter to the cows. We need the beef. make sure we're ready for the winter.

You know, got chopped down these trees,

get the lumber to get.

Yeah.

So you might not see nobody, but all this technology and FaceTime and, like, you don't text me already. The fireworks went off in our thread. Boo, bo, bo, br-da-bra, ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-, right? We don't need to. You see me? Yo, what's up?

But me personally, what's up?

But me personally

I'm kind of like after

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