Wine in crime contains graphic and explicit content which may not be suitable for some listeners.

Listener discretion is advised. Nola! Noo-la! All right, this place is a swamp. I have not urinated since I got here because it's just sweating now.

Yeah.

It's scary.

Oh, that's not what's supposed to be up there.

That's not our logo.

No, no, not.

No, it's not. Dave, help me.

Meanwhile, I'm just going to tell y'all the story of buying our wigs today.

Also, I cannot see a blessed thing so be real loud if you like stuff.

So we were... I love there was like a hurricane or something.

tornado drills were going off and we don't really give a shit about tornadoes because we're from Minnesota

so it's like whatever my mom slept through one that went down her street

we get a tornado warning and we're like I think I'll go work on the garden.

Yeah, yeah, this guy is a real pretty green. I think I'm gonna take some selfies.

Not moving until I see a funnel.

No. These shoes don't run.

So anyway, it started to downpour and we do take rain seriously.

So we popped into a wick shop.

Oh, that's right.

We took cover at Fiffey's Wiggs.

I walked in and shit myself immediately.

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