I am so over this situation, Peter. I'm unbumble to find something real. You know, like someone

you can count on, someone who actually cares about what you think. I just want someone

who's ready for that long-term kind of love. Whether you're looking for your next boyfriend,

girlfriend, casual date or just someone who truly gets you, it's waiting for you unbumble.

My childhood in a nutshell, well, it all started in Northampton in the 80s. I didn't even know I was in the closet,

but I did find George Michael in there. My dad was the manager of the local football club,

but the only thing I was tackling was a good act of a Christie. I don't know why I'm telling you about it.

They've only gone and turned it into a series. So do yourself a favour and watch my awkward years

in glorious technicala, changing in strain free on ITVX. Comedy is back in the building.

So when will you take your next trip? Find out more at nationalrail.co.uk slash greener.

It's all shit. It's all shit. It's all shit. It's all shit.

I mean, are we going to die? I don't know. I- I- you're extreme. I am extreme. It's all shit.

The-uh, the shit is bananas. The-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah. The shit is trumpet. The-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah. The shit is trumpet.

Hey, M&M. What? I don't know. I don't even know.

Hey, everybody. Welcome to DumbGay Politics. I'm Julie. And I'm Brandy.

And this is the podcast where we talk about politics, like we're talking about reality TV.

Yep. Of course, we're still- we're still on our penetrating news. Oh my gosh. We are.

So we went from Rome to Capri to Crete to Miki-nos to Santorini.

And now we have- and then we- today we went to Malta. Right. Which is cool. And now we have two more stops.

Santorini, um, I- which I coined, I realized last night had the death bubbles.

What are the death bubbles? The things you write up the hill with. Oh, that's right.

Well, we don't even care about our two more stops. Julie. I don't even know what they are. No, well. So- I think-

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