Okay, there we go. Okay, doki-docio. Yeah, we initially started recording, but I forgot that Keith's microphone was not plugged in. Once again. Yeah, I got him again. Almost got him this time, folks. Almost got him off the podcast. It's a classic. Yeah, yeah. Never gets old. Slowly unplugging your microphone. All righty then. Hey you and welcome, folks. My name is Mike, and you're listening to, uh, my, my beautiful Dulcoteau's center episode of the TCP, to that chapter podcast. Mm-hmm. Back out of the game. Yeah, Keith. It's been a minute. That's been a minute. I see you're wrapping your, uh, Toronto Blue Jays baseball cap. I'm wrapping my, uh, Red Sox, uh my Red Sox jersey.

Let the record show today that when we were recording this,

a little head of sausage is made, folks.

Today when we're recording this, it is the evening of Wednesday, October 1st,

evening Irish time.

And tonight, Red Sox is going to play game two.

Yeah, big game.

In the playoffs against the damn jankies.

Yeah, yeah.

And if they win that game, they're going to go Toronto and destroy the Blue Jays, as they should.

Oh, we'll see, obviously.

So we'll see.

This weekend could be a tight weekend for all Mike and his junior associate dirty key.

Yeah. Mike and his junior associate Dirty Keith. But you know what?

We're not talking about feature.

We're talking about the past.

We are.

We are talking about the story of the boys on the tracks.

This is a story I've personally wanted to cover for a long time. I was always debating

should it be a video, should I cover on a video or a podcast. It works much better as a podcast,

the story because it's a long winding tale. A lot of conspiracies. Yeah, this is an

amazing story. It's like going true. It was like, that can't be true. Yeah, I know. It just keeps getting wilder and wilder. Yeah, this is an amazing story. Yeah, like going true. It was like, that can't be true.

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