Okay, we're gonna add back and this is the final attempt of using the computer

to record it. Yeah, I should close them because the battery's probably gonna die.

No, I take a look at it. Damn. Do you have the two? Let me force? I should do that.

I should plug in the power. Plug any hands up my dick. Plug any hands up my dick.

Oh, this is cool. So this splitter I got that Apple advertises

charge $70 for this. Just have two ports. Yeah, because it was a good idea to only have the one USB

because that's the future. It's like let's simplify things. Now you need a million

fucking adapters. So this one that's regular USB HDMI and then the USB-C. Apparently

that's not USB-C. Get the fuck out of here. It's like only a charge thing because it's not gonna

mount that. So $70 for a fucking USB splitter. You should have gotten the shit off Amazon,

baby. The non-Apple official. Apple is such a fucking garbage company, dude. No, but

you can't have green bubbles, man. We've talked about it. I would love to fuck. But also,

I feel like the computers are pretty good. They last long. My fucking, my max. This

MacBook. This MacBook completely died within 10 months of having. I've had my max. It's your

bad energy. Yeah, replaced. That's all your bad. And all of this like risky, risky pornography,

pornography, all the dangerous websites I go to buy Stavs birthday presents. Oh, no,

fuck. I can't wait, dude. You guys buy me dick pills. I literally saw it today. Oh, no,

what is it, man? Oh, God. I'm so excited. I'm so excited. I didn't want to throw off the

silk road. I didn't want to tell. I didn't want to tell. He had to share it with someone.

I've been, yeah, keeping it secret for like a week. God damn it. It's too funny. Every time

I find out some marinated carolines, I forget about it. And then I think about it again.

It makes me laugh. Oh, my God. Fuck, dude. I'm so stoked. Yeah, we'll find out, but not

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