I'm the cool dad. That's, that's my thing.

I know now what I can offer you that no one else can.

Complete and undependent.

I'm a man. I'm sensitive. I need to feel loved. I need to be desired.

Yelling is the only part of being a father that I enjoy.

Welcome to Dear Old Dads, the podcast that will grade your exams when it's not hungover from the weekend.

I'm Tom Curry, and I'm joined as always by Thomas Smith and Eli Bosnick. Hello, gentlemen.

Hello.

Major disrespect on our fourth member there, Tom.

Oh, yeah.

Jiminy, a new member of the dear old dad's crew would be Jiminy, the cricket.

Eli, would you do me a favor, bud, would you describe for me a cricket?

I couldn't begin to describe for you.

Okay.

Let's be said.

I hop on this recording and the first thing that said,

Eli chimes in and he goes, Thomas, there's a cricket loose in my basement.

And there's a comical, I can't even believe it's real decibel level of cricket that's as loud as Eli going the entire time. It's the most consistent sound you've ever heard. Yes. And it's not like, oh, after he tells a joke, you know, like our crickets after the net. No, entire time. You may be hearing it now. I don't know. I'll see if I can filter it out.

And then I was like, well, just get rid of it. And then, Eli, why don't you go ahead and you can take over the story for me? One, how does, what, one, first of all, it's somewhere in my basement. I have no idea where. Also, I only could locate it by its sound. I could. I try. These two were like, well, what are you talking about?

I hunt crickets all the time. I could, I tried. These two were like, well, what are you talking about?

I hunt crickets all the time.

I use a toothpick and a blindfold, like my ancient ninja master talk. A rubber band and a toothpick. It's an arrow, bow, an arrow. Yeah, exactly. I want to I go get my little hand vac and I'm like okay, because you two described it like I was going to walk into a cricket the size of a chihuahua, and he was going to be like, whatever you do, don't say my name backwards, and I'd be like, tech wreck, and it would just be like, into its own dementia.

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