Hey, Milph Island. Are we rolling? You're breathing. You're breathing so heavy. This is. Let me get it. Let me get it. Dorito's instant replay on that fucking burrito. He's just wheezing. You're just wheezing through it.

You spilled it all over your pants. You're on some carol right now, bro. You used to be able to bench 225. God. I think you're still good. You are. You are. You are over your pants. You're struggling to breathe all over your pants now. Those look nice. That's disgusting. No, you don't rub it in with the napkin. Now it's the sting. Are you going to finish it all like a good little boy? You're close. You're going to finish it all. I have a tide pen here. We can be a good little boy about it. Oh, we don't even have our fire place. Are you going to take it all? That's yummy. We can. Is it chicken?

Welcome back to your everybody. This is actually I mean this. I'm not kidding. This is your best fit. The Milph the Milph Island hat with the fish feet, but then a relatively normal guy in between. You're like a weird sandwich. Can I hit that?

I didn't take out all the day. I came home and opened up a pizza box that had a napkin in it and said, boo. He said pizza. He started eating it. He was a live here anymore. He was just like, yeah, I did. I did check the receipt. That was my detective work. It was ordered last night and it was Nick because it said his name on it. Yeah, it was delicious. He's not going to eat the rest of the food. He's not going to eat the rest of the food. He's not going to eat the rest of the food. He's not going to eat the rest of the food. He's not going to eat the rest of the food. He's not going to eat the rest of the food. He's not going to eat the rest of the food. He's not going to eat the rest of the food. He's not going to eat the rest of the food. He's not going to eat the rest of the food. He's not going to eat the rest of the

food. We were in fucking hell last night because we put off the postcards too far this time because usually when we put them off, we still can like split it across two days. Also, for those who don't know what we're talking about in our Patreon tier three and I'll get sent postcards that we signed. Well, we don't just sign them. We put little key little messages. My right your name and I say, hey, I'm feeding your parasocial brand. I was first to do it because I love my fans. I love you. I loved it was the first off my fan.

I cheated. I did Ludwig. I did Ludwig. He Ludwig did. I just signed them. Really? Yeah, I didn't have time last night.

Wow. Meanwhile, I'm me and Nick. We're in the trenches.

Sitting at the table, talking about telling these kids about talking at one point.

It's like, Aiden can't think of any ideas. He's looking over at my cards and I'm writing fucking. I'm writing smoke, dude.

I'm just like, fuck you on a roll. I'm writing, like, I'm not Adam, but Shorty turned me to a savage, 100 emoji.

And then he would lean over and goes, Nick's name is not Adam, but Shorty turned him to a 100 emoji.

And I was looking up and I was writing, and I was so bad.

I remember earlier on in the Patreon, I would get kind of nervous and mad at his postcards because I'm like, these are fucking terrible.

This is like, you're giving this person a piece of shit product.

So Aiden's cards are like this. John from Colorado writes in and he writes, hey, John, how's Colorado?

That's what we are.

But it's better than what you did this month.

Yeah, I just did the Ludwig. So I have no, I have no legs on.

The layup is that if John from Colorado would reply to him and go, Colorado is really good. I'm like, going to college.

He would be like, oh, dude, that's fucking sweet. It's actually a talk to him.

Is that crazy?

He just does the first line of an Uber conversation that will never finish.

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