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Live from the Shimmel sabbatical 2022, she believed she could.

So she fucking died.

She dead. She dead it.

2022, totally your year.

If you're gonna learn, learn, learn, learn, gently.

I love those recaps.

And by love, I mean, I just want to hit people in my car.

Nobody cares about your sad little year in review.

Keep it to yourself, Katinka.

Keep it to yourself.

Also, it's like giving me a stroke.

And then there's the tutorials at every point two seconds.

Put a sad lackluster mediocre picture from your trip to Lake Tahoe to really woo your 400 Instagram followers.

I'm pre-recording this intro, but I have a deep, dark,

sickening feeling in the depth of my colon that this is going to be incredibly hypocritical

because I can just imagine myself after some post-COVID-scared diarrhea, which I'll get into

in next week's episode, true story got a false positive test, uh, defecated out a kidney, I believe,

because I had not left my house.

And, you know, one begins to spiral, uh, made it to the Bahamas.

And now with my new spelt shape and bikini bod, I imagine that I am posting an amount of cringy,

cringe, uh, travel, like, uh, seascapes.

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