Hello again, friends, and you are our friends.

Welcome to another one of those editions of Jim Cornett's experience where we just don't

know what to fuck might happen. We're going to have a good day to day for you wrestling nerds

out there. We're going to talk some old wrestling, smoky-mount wrestling night of legends

and wrestling television from the territory days in general with our good friend Mike

Mills from the book and the territory podcast. I'm also going to knock that fucking orange

idiot in the White House again in the lying sack of shit that he is and more shit that

he's done to people to fuck with him. But also otherwise, now we're going to have a good

time and join me. He is our friend, Hawaiian Brian, the podcasting lion, the king of the

Arcadian Vanguard podcast that we're Commissioner co-host to you. The man with a smile on his face,

the post office playboy, Swammy's papi, the proprietor of the French toast chateau, your

friend and mine. He is, of course, the great Brian last.

Aloha, Jim. And what a pleasure it is to be here once again.

Yes, that's like we're on fucking Quay ludes. Do they make those anymore? You don't hear

anything about the Quay ludes anymore, ladies and gentlemen. Once again, there's been

so much going on in the world and in my world over the last week. I tried to escape. I

tried to get away for a few days. And heaven forbid that I actually be allowed to take

a day or two off. I mentioned this on the drive through that we recorded this weekend

that that dropped and never is a more apropos term than used to drop. That dropped this past

Monday, like the turd and the punch bowl. And I said, I got back from that trip for MLW

in Chicago and the long hours there and trying to get the Cornets collectibles out and

my other responsibilities. I say, you know what? I've hit the wall as the big cat said,

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