Coming up at the top of the hour, right about four minutes after today's strawberry letter.

Now, the subject, ugh, okay, the subject is he goes on and on and on.

But right now, nephew, tell me, what?

That's me. That's me right there.

Whatever.

That's what I do, call.

That's what, okay, okay, junior, Junior. Yeah. Jay. What? Carla. Yes. Do y'all have bed books? No, no. No, no. Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. How do you know you don't?

Because I ain't got them.

I ain't itching in the morning. I ain't itching and scratching it.

I ain't got no bites on me, nothing.

So you don't think there's a bug on you nowhere.

No, no, no.

If I see one, they usually ain't on me.

And I'm throwing my mattress away. So what, what, what, what? So guess what? Let's get this understood. Nobody has ever really seen a bed bug. I have. I haven't said that. No, I've seen them. People see them on? Who's seen a bed book? I have. I have. At a hotel.

That's all.

Not that you know that.

Whatever.

Here it is.

Bit books.

Hello?

Hello.

I'm trying to speak to Shanice.

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