Welcome to stupidity, home of the greatest media mind ever to walk the planet.

I'll tell you what, man. He's a literal titan across the entire media landscape.

Okay, so here's a deal. He's a true icon in every sense of the word.

He's loved and feared more than any being to grace this planet.

There's too, God, a man with a voice that sounds like Barry White and Beyonce has a Jewish baby.

God himself would pay $39.99 for a cameo.

Fact of the matter is, you are about to embark on a transcented experience that can only

be described as psychological nudity.

This is Stugas, and this is Stuponty.

Here we go, Jim.

Tony!

So we're still here.

It's the next morning.

We're still waiting for Devin.

We've been up all night.

We're exhausted.

We're tired.

But we have an obligation to our audience to deliver at all costs, even if it costs both

of us our lives to deliver you an episode of stupodity with a guy who finally wrote a book

about what it means to be a miserable Metz Fan.

This is our obligation. We take it very seriously. We've been up all night. Mike's been yelling at me.

I've been yelling back at Mike. We never yelled at each other until last night. Devon has completely fractured our relationship.

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