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Oh yeah, how are you folks? Welcome to the show Filthy Wednesday, Savannah, Georgia,

76, bombing degrees out there and dry and breezy and just just beautiful. Is it not, Dallas?

Meanwhile, it's 108 in Abilene, my mother says 108 in Abilene, Texas in early May, in early

fucking May. How old is your mother? You sure you want to know? I'm not trying to fuck her

yet. 60s. Oh, that's why you said that. Jesus. See, that's where I am mentally. I still

think I'm 33 years old. Why wouldn't, why wouldn't he tell me his mother's age? Why?

Because you were born on the same day. Oh my God. And again, Dallas looks at deceiving. He has a

beautiful gray beard. Nobody looks better on the weekend. He goes out with a skimmer. He looks

like he just landed from London from some point in the evening. He's got like a vest on

he wears the tweed jacket. And when his girlfriend gets dressed up, remember we go to

to a bar and a black kid. Young black kid goes, hey, you look good, dude. And I said,

man, you fucking business. How about me? No. Anyway, he's Jesus. Yeah, so he doesn't look

like he would have a mother in her 60s like myself. Oh my God. I'll be dead soon. Huh?

Thank Christ, everybody. Keep him. Anyways, I'll be dead if I keep doing what I did last

night. Once again, I eat an I eat a sensible meal. Um, you know, about, excuse me, you can

leave that. I eat a sensible meal about 630, quarter a seven. And then I'm like, good. That's

the afternoon evening. Comes around midnight. I get 19 hockey games loaded up. I took

over my homework. I prepared the show. All that shit. Watch a couple hockey games. Go

into the kitchen. It, uh, I don't know, 1240. No, it, a little after midnight, I made two

wraps with hummus. I put about seven jalapenos in the rip, both wraps. Okay. Keep that

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