Welcome to the friend zone in the friend zone in a friend zone in the

friend zone in an alone anytime with Tim and God, baby,

um, a little baby, baby, baby, we're in a baby's room.

Yep. Yeah, we are. We're in match. We know the brand new room

of one remy bat. You got it. Uh, and a brand new, well, to

you house in an Auckland sub. It's a rental. Yeah, it's a

rental. Hi, everybody. Welcome to the friend zone. Hi, Tim.

Thanks for having me. It's been a second. Uh, we're in the

baby's room with the baby. Yeah. And the baby's just done a

little sneeze. Rufus is here. He's taking the felt off a tennis

ball. Yeah, he eats there. And then you can see all the grain

and his shit. Yeah, nice. Horrifying. We've got Tim. He's in a

recliner sitting on a very comfortable chair. This is a rocking

chair. So we can read books to it. We don't even know. But

yesterday's, oh, he was like, do you know this is a rocking

chair? Well, how good is that? Any chairs are rocking chair

for your faucet, Tim? Guy just tried to kick back on his

chair. Which I didn't give so immediately. You feel well

rocking chair, the, the, the, the mantra that he was

establishing as, as sometimes happens in this crazy little game

of life we play, um, it's been a minute. So talk to me,

brother, how the bloody hell are you? I relevant because we're

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