Our question, why was water an important part of the story? 206-803 rock. We should have a comment here from the YouTube stream, if you will. It says in one camping, ate only jerky, drink no water. Got so constipated. Well, I squatted over an ant-in-hill of 3 a.m. Ants attacked. I fell pants down. Stood in poop. Then they had drink water. Yeah. That is a good call, man. that is a good call.

Hello, Adam. Welcome to the middrum. Ola, bicholas. Ola. Hey, I just want to say thank you guys for Saturday. Oh, thank you, man. I'm the guy that was in the neck collar. Oh, right, right. Saw you. Only on Tylenol. I thought for sure they'd had you hopped up. We had so many injured listeners yesterday. It was like a walking dead. Oh, yeah. I ended up getting pictures with the Elk Plain Drifter, with the Ginger Midget, Mrs. Amy. I got to meet a lot of people. It was really cool. I did appreciate the ginger midget, Mrs. Amy. I got to meet a lot of people. It was really cool. Nice. I did appreciate the ginger midget rocking the eye patch with the word Reno written on it. I showed up to me, goes, do you see the eye patch? Well, yeah, it's an eyepatch. Why are you wearing that? It should wear it just for you, Miles. That's right. All right. So anyways, when I was growing up, we used to go cliff diving at the rock corries.

How high are these cliffs?

You had like one that you could jump off that was like 20 foot, one that was about 35, and the highest one was about 45. And so we'd all go out there in the summertime and go

jumping and have fun and all that stuff and my brother's girlfriend would never do it and finally one

day we talked her into it and we got her up to the highest one about 45 feet And we made everybody lined up at the path that she had to run and got her all talked into it.

She's psyched up and ready to go.

And she takes off running.

And at the very last minute, she grabs the very last guy at the edge of the cliff and decides she doesn't want to go.

And instead of him getting dragged off with her, he just pushed her off.

All right.

And she landed in about three feet of water.

Oh, no.

Fortunately, it was all silty and muddy and everything else.

So she hit and went up to her knees in mud and basically landed on her butt.

Didn't get hurt, not a scratch.

That's amazing.

Really?

But, yeah, she would never do it again.

Damn.

Well, at least she did it once.

My son did this month and a an half ago toward the end of

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