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we are back you are back here with me and with another belated bonus that was promised to you by someone on this podcast.

Look, I'm just trying to write the wrongs that were inflicted upon your earballs in the past.

And one of the best ways to do that is to slather your earballs and eyeballs with this extended version of the entire body cam experience

of the happy ending from episode 190.

I promised I'd send it and I'm doing it now.

I'm doing it now.

To juggle your memory bits a bit, this hilarious encounter takes us not to the sun-soaked beaches of Miami,

as Natalie in the video believes she's currently in, but to Athens. Natalie, our guest star,

might not have noticed the difference, though. Picture it a balmy June evening, and our officer is dispatched to intercept a swimsuit-clad,

shoeless wonder, meandering down the sidewalk, and occasionally veering into traffic.

She's holding what else, but the classic glass bottle, because some days, hydration just

means a little more commitment to liquor.

From a distance, she may have looked like someone preparing for an imprompt to triathlon,

run, stumble, nap, repeat.

The officer approaches and the scent of alcohol apparently wafts stronger than the Athens breeze.

When asked where she was going, our heroine insisted on South Beach,

proving that with enough imagination and possibly tequila, you can be anywhere you want. She claimed to be searching for her sister, a sister,

it seems, whose existence is perhaps as dubious as her footwear strategy.

Despite multiple attempts at conversation, some more coherent than others,

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