Dear Internet.

Welcome to Dear Internet, the show where a group of friends come together to answer the Internet's wildest questions. This week, we're talking about flag desecration, attracting guys at the beach,

and a naturist holiday card. I'm Jennifer Cheek, and with me is Tim Lannning.

Hello, Jennifer. Michael DeBorrow. Hello, Jennifer. And Dick Fristow. Jennifer what's up boys hey boys we were just

seeing each other in person oh my god I know no no now we're back to the real world it fucking

sucks I keep trying to rub the shoulder of my monitor but I can't because you're not here

and I keep punching my monitor

trying to touch you. I keep holding my hand out to get my thumb cracked. And I just keep breaking my mice.

No one's there to do it. Michael, we were in your house. You weren't there. I wasn't there. I was going to

leave little treats and tricks. That has happened. We went right down to your basement living room zone, and I fell asleep on your couch.

It was very comfortable.

Luckily, Carly had a meeting, so there wasn't any, like, should we do this?

Like, nope.

Go to the hole.

Go down there, and we're like, hell yeah.

We got to meet your cat, Ed.

Yes. I love him. Ed's good. Ed's good. He's a big boy. Big orange boy. He's big and friendly. He's big and friendly. No. No. I wasn't there last year. He moved. He has only moved recently. Yeah. He's, he wasn't, he didn't come with us originally from Canada. So, but now he is. Oh, he's a Canadian cat. Yeah, he's a Canadian boy. He's like meowed all weird. 17. He's super old. He likes flapjacks instead of lasagna. Wait, what? Okay. Are flapjacks cookies? What? No, flapjacks are like pancakes with, but I think there's also a flapjacks. There is. They have their own flapjack in Great Britain. Only... Yeah, see, it is a thing. Only American cats named Garfield like lasagna. Oh, I understand. I didn't understand the lasagna connection, but now I do understand it. He didn't understand the lasagna? What about the flatjacks?

In Canada, they call it flat jacks. Jennifer, Darkfield's Orge. That was the easy part. Flapjacks. Listen, my brain is damaged from geekly con. Yeah, same too. Oh, and actually, can I make a big announcement right now? Oh, let's go. Quitting the show. I actually don't know if this has come up super a lot in the show, but I've been

traditionally a big TikTok hater in the past.

Oh.

I think I'm changing.

Yay.

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