Good evening, gentle listener and welcome to Distractable.

This episode, Mushy Mark tips his well-hung wick, then finds the new apple of his eye.

Wingey wade as palpidine, suggests steed-seed, and propounds paleontology.

Barbecuing Barb likes his sauce on boobies, breaks his basement fridge and the frustration

flares, then marvels at Metmo and Marbles. From the mother tongue to buying ass. Yes, it's time for

Bob's Fridge, Part 2. Now sit back and prepare to be distracted and enjoy the show.

I'm writing a decorative, distractible score at the top.

With all your colors?

I'm trying to.

Hey, what's up, guys?

I'm not looking at the camera because I don't care about the viewers.

It's the listeners that really are in my heart. You're not looking at them either. I'm looking looking at the camera because I don't care about the viewers. Eh, the listeners that really are in my heart.

You're not looking at them either.

I'm looking in their souls, and I don't like what I'm seeing.

Why, you got to come back to the viewers.

The grass is greener where you can see grass.

The ass is greener on the other side.

He's right about that.

Distractable is a show that you need. It's not to show you

deserve. It's a show you get. We have destroyed all other podcasts. We're the only one left. I'm

sorry and you're welcome. I am your host today because that's how it works. Uh, my name is Markiplier.

I judge things. These guys things. The things that they bring me, I'm going toiplier. I judge things.

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