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i'm gonna make shm-year-old boy podcast?

I've got to tell you, the air conditioning is rumbling in the background.

It has not been off since last week.

That's right.

Remember the last time I spoke at you guys?

We talked about lettuce and fun stuff like that.

Well, let me tell you something.

I had the air conditioning on then.

I've had it on the entire week. And I know you're thinking yourself, well, why would you air-condition your apartment when you went to Colorado? Oh, oh, oh, do I have a tale for you? No, I don't. I wish I had a

tale for you. Wouldn't that be great? Wouldn't it be fun if I had gone to Colorado and there was all

sorts of stories to tell you about mountains and goats and mountain goats? What if I did that? What have I broken up into three? Mountains? Goats. Mountain goats.

Mountains. A, we drove, we saw some mountains. B, closer inspection of those mountains brought some goats into view.

C, by the clever deduction and the transitive property of mountains slash goat with a cosign, I could

deduce for you that those goats that I looked at in two or B or whatever the fuck I labeled it,

those were truly mountain goats. But of course, we were driving so I couldn't possibly tell, right?

I'm in the back seat of the car, peering out the window. My friends are in the front laughing.

We're all joking, maskless, because that's what you do when you're in the car. When you're amidst friends that you've known for 40 years, you do this,

you take chances, you climb in a car together, you drive, you turn on the AM radio, you listen

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