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Sit back, relax, and have a fucking drink.

Dr. Dr. And welcome to Drinking Bros. Kids.

It's Wednesday, the old program.

Is it after two, Bob?

Is that after two?

No.

It can be.

Some somewhere, right?

Yeah.

What is it?

1.30 where you are, Anthony?

Oh, they're about you. It looks slumped over like Stephen Hawking over there. All right, then it's time for a drink. It's time for a hard-day-seltzer. Cheers, you guys, cheers. It's a weird day here. The humidity's through the fucking roof, and it feels like it's maybe 115 degrees, but it's like 70. Very strange in some form of storm is about to hit here. But whatever, man, I don't give a fuck. We're partying today. And I'm also sad. And I'm going to have some drinks for Ted Turner here. Let's pull one out for Ted Turner. One of the greatest of all time. One of the greatest of all time, man. We don't have like a rest of peace, but we'll give him his applause. Hey, give him the applause. He would have loved it. He would have loved it, man. God damn. What a fucking human being. He was almost like a St. James Street James type character. He owned a bunch of wild shit.

He was, uh, what, the captain Bob or the America's Cup, won the America's Cup.

Yep. Was missing at sea in one of the races during a storm was gone for four or five days.

Pop back up later and just said, hey, dude, I fucking wish I would have won.

And they were like, well, you were missing.

I mean, you weren't concerned about food or water. And he goes, no, I wanted wish I would have won. And they were like, well, you were missing. You weren't concerned about food or water.

And he goes, no, I wanted to fucking win.

And obviously, Dan Anthony, owner of the Atlanta Braves, our beloved Braves, dude.

I would not be a Braves fan, if not for Ted Turner.

Me neither.

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