It's time to chat some ballads about fan-eat-its and ballads.

No topic is all the limit for these potty mouths found ones.

So tell us all your secrets we'd like to share the truth.

Bad saggy tits and inner wards and ice cubes up your hoo.

No holes bothered.

And so we have officially set the record for the longest pre-rambled.

No, this is definitely not the record mate.

We started recording it half-nine.

We came on podcast at half-nine.

It's now half-eleven.

We've had a small gap.

We've had a small, we've had a small gap.

And there was another one the other week where it was two hours.

We supposed to do a double record and we're like,

well, we can't do a double record now because we've just chated so much fucking shit.

I know, but it's because I've not spoken.

Well, I've been taken off.

We haven't.

Face to face.

And I was like, you know what?

I did the school run this morning and I thought, no, I'm going to get in at half-nine.

I'm going to go, let's hit record, go.

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