So, this is the splattering gore department.

So I'm just going to start off with a little, you know, one of my little stories.

And then follow up with a question. And then I'm going to get into my topic.

It's true.

Cool.

So I want you to imagine that it is mid-16th century and you live in a small city in Western Europe.

Mm-hmm.

One day, you are called upon to travel to a nearby village to take care of some sick folks. Mm-mm. What do I do for a living? We're going to get there. Oh. So you gather up your, uh, quote-unquote, uniform, which includes a wide-brimmed leather hat, a bird-like mask.

So I'm in Diana Jones.

Which contains herbs and or perfume.

Round spectacles.

I love the word spectacle.

Like polo sport, colognes in there?

Calvin Klein.

You know, I don't know. What kind of perfume did they wear back then?

Who knows?

A long gown made of a heavy fabric or leather. Anything that smelled good. Usually waxed. I think everything smelled bad back then. Just imagine. They just had like rosemary bunches shoved up their stanches. It would just cut an orange in half and then just use that as like deodorant. The zest. The citrus juice.

Probably.

They're very hairy.

Your flies.

Well, every time we watch something that's old, stuff's always like, oh my God, dude, it would probably be like, they probably smelled so nasty. That's what I always. I'm like, I just imagine that everyone smelled really terrible. What were we watching recently where you said that? Wasn't it that magic show or what thing we're watching? Oh yeah, the Jonathan Strange, whatever.

Yeah.

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