Hi and welcome to T.J. O Putertutes. We are sure to have the rootinous, tutinous,

putinous, good meal. I'm Faith and I'll be your food gal. Tonight's drink

specials include sex and a hamper with or without milk and pudding shots. Our

dinner specials include the angry Mexican. I don't need to hear the specials. I

want two orders of the deep fried curly ribs and giggling scoundrel for the

lady and a side of the atomic liver crisps. Would you like some putter balls

with that? What kind of meat is in that? It's putter meat with a taste that's

oddly familiar. T-B-T-L. We are living in the midst of a podcast boom when the

guests are compelling and the conversation covers the complete drum kit the

hands of the clock disappear and I feel as if I've enjoyed an actual second-hand

human experience. You know you're overthinking it buddy. I mean just kind of see

this is a fun thing to do where you make a little bread. I go deep into your

podcast because you do what you're doing over. Are you even listening to our

story? Yes. Well listen to this. We have a story to tell so listen and write it

down. All right that story starts right here right now on this Monday afternoon

edition of T-B-T-L. The show that just might be too beautiful to live. The

tradition of festivists begins with the airing of grievances. My name is Luke

Burbank. I'm your host. Hallopania. Coming to you from the Burbank Springs

Broadcast Center. Perched to top Alabama Hill in Bellingham, Washington. The Bay

City. Got the pod dog right behind me. I say I say was that though. The pod dog and

the Bay Kitty are both confined indoors right now. By that I mean we usually

have a pet door that they can come and go as they please but we had an incident

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