We just have a good rhythm together, you know, he sort of feels me out, I feel him out, and we go for it.

Hello and welcome along to the worst idea of all time episode two. Tim Bet and myself have just

finished our second screening of sex in the city, the movie. Tim, he's currently incapacitated on account of having a piece of toast.

What bloody hour is it in your corner of the world, my friend? It's toast o'clock, mate.

Isn't it always though?

We're dealing with breakfast hours here.

I'll tell you what's happened.

Let me finish my mouthful before I do.

Because I tell you what, boy if there's one thing I don't want in my ear holes it's someone chewing. I think I've got that, what's it called like myosope

ear or something? I actually when I hear people chewing I'm like no no guy you love it you

you secretly love it it's kind of the opposite thing I actually a deeply closeted ASMR freak. I can feel my fist ball up when I hear people chewing in my ear.

It's a... You hate the thing you crave. Huh? I hate listening.

You hate the thing you crave.

Hmm.

Look, here's what's happened.

Went to a couple of movies in the New Zealand International Film Festival yesterday

back to back with my beloved wife, came home, it was pretty late and I had to wait for her

to fall asleep before I started sex in the city because truth be told

she's not as excited as you and I are about the voyage beginning once again.

So wait for her to drift off. We're dealing with sort of midnight now.

Two and a half hour movie, I was like, you know what I'll do? I'll just, I'll see if I can get maybe like an hour in

before I get up crack off to finish the bugger off. Knock the bastard off, as one of our

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