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Welcome to I Know You Didn't Ask. I'm your host, Meg and O'Donnell. So sorry for the delay and content. Yesterday's episode was the Valley Finale. The Valley finale. Just has a nice ring to it. But this week, we're just a day laid, a dollar short, a buck short. What's the phrase? I don't know and I don't care. But we've got a lot going on people. Lots of death.

Lots of ending of things. So is this a summertime full of sadness? I don't know. There's a lot

going on in the last few weeks. We were pretty consistent until this God for fucking saken bachelor

party. That threw me back. Threw me back a couple weeks. But we're back. We're better than ever. And I'm just ready for this dumb wedding to be done. I, yeah, should have eloped. And my wallet is telling me that. And everybody around me is annoying the fuck out of me. And if you're in this beautiful phase of your life, you know, a lot of people are like, embrace it. It's never going to be better.

My advice to you is speed up the process, get it done, and don't spend over $100,000 on a six-hour

party because I'm seeing how dumb this is in real time. And again, I'm not willing to compromise

on things, which is also becoming an issue.

Anyways, let's just talk about some dark shit going on.

Like I said, a lot of sadness, a lot of deaths, and a lot of, you know, marriage is crumbling,

television programs crumbling.

But don't worry, we will end the show on an incredibly high note.

Again, I'm like talking about an incredible high note.

It's like a documentary about a woman who's been missing for 30 years from a cruise ship.

Watch that space.

It's going to get really good.

Of course, happy Gilmore, the Billy Joel Doc.

So we have a lot to talk about at the end, the positive, the exciting, be happy.

But to start, let's just talk about a couple dead people. Let's just dig through the dead. Hulk Hogan died at 71 after having a heart attack,

and TBH, given his aggressive steroid use, as well as the CTE that must have been eroding his brain, I'm shocked

he didn't die sooner. And I'm also shocked he never, you know, had a skin cancer scare. A guy like

that who has the skin color of a hot dog is, you know, destined to have a questionable spot,

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