You're the one that saved me.

You're the one that saved me.

When we're together, there's nothing we can do.

I'll always love you.

That's a Gretchen Rossi song.

It's been stuck in my head all day long.

I live for Gretchen Rossi's music career.

Hi, everybody.

How are you?

Are we doing good this week?

I hope so.

I am chipper. I'm alone. I feel like I just don't say it enough, but I love this podcast. I love it. I love doing it. I love listening to it. I love putting it out in the universe. I love not apologizing. And I will do it till I bleed the fuck out. Because let me tell you,

I've been doing a lot of gigging recently. Katinka needs to pay for her shoes. Katinka needs to get

the dolphins out of her pool. I don't want my spinoff show, the bankruptcy Bible, to ever see

the light of day, although I do think it would fuck and slap. So I've been, you know, she's been

working. Okay,

she's back from Paris. She's had at least six regular bowel movements. And she's back in

fucking business because I like to move it, move it. I like to go go. I say this completely

authentically. This is a shtick free zone always. I mean this from the truest part of my labia.

I have learned that I think I am a industry rarity in the case that I have little to zero desire

to be on camera. I have learned that it's just not really for me. I'm a coward. I want to talk shit behind a microphone for all of eternity.

And here we are. Hi. Little Handy Andy has been helping his mother move. And with that has come a lot of little

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