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Since we're talking about condiments now, that, that eagle story that someone tweeted at you last night had me.

Oh man. I missed it at first. I just saw you tweeting mustard pictures. Now I was like, I don't, I don't get this at all. Let me scroll back.

And when I finally found it, that was, I mean, that's that neat. That someone else said it, but that definitely needs to replace them throwing like snowballs and batteries at Santa.

Oh, by far, like that's you heard them for 20 years. They if they hit in folks with like five gallon bottles of mustard.

Yeah, I'm staying out of the vet, but the link, whatever's called now, I'm, but it's no place for me.

From distance, I said, Uncle walked in in an Emmett Smith jersey for people that didn't hear it.

And I, from like the heavens, somebody hit him with like a five gallon tub of mustard.

And instead of some goes in the hospital for two weeks, like I'm, I assume he's well now, but my God, I laughed my ass off last night.

Yeah, someone pointed out they were like, you guys are just laughing about attempted murder at this point. Like, yeah, sure are.

Yeah, what's the issue? What's the static? He didn't die. What's the, what's the beef? I mean, I don't think he could have been like, I'm maybe I didn't see like part two that Mongols in the hospital for two weeks next part of the tweet before he died to his injury.

That Toreco hairline was was doing the math. He was like, that's about 30 pounds.

That's fucking mustard. Imagine if someone just from, from a different tear above you at a stadium, just dropped a 25 pound dumbbell like square in your head, like you're out of here. You're out of here.

Oh, yeah. I think that's what they were like, nah, they were like, we did that with the batteries. We threw that, you know, from the top story, a game momentum. Let's go with the mustard.

He'll never, he'll never eat a hot dog again.

Like the road runner just looks straight up and just sees the shadow over his head just getting bigger and bigger. That's spicy brown splat.

They were going in on Wiley Coyote the other day too. This is completely unrelated. They just tied right how he has the worst luck of all time.

I don't think it's like that's just poor planning man. I came pin that on look. It's a bit of balls. That's a better sometimes he had some some solid plans and and a bolder would just

have the day. I feel like often a bolder would have the day like fool me once, bolder shame on me fool me eight times. Okay, it's time to reconsider.

Maybe he just needed to do it maybe like paint manning played in a dome most of his career in true breeze even probably a better example playing home field in a dome.

Maybe Wiley Coyote wasn't a desert guy. Maybe he was my you get him in a forest. He's he's a completely different quarterback.

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