I'm going to Seven years may seem like a really long time, but when you're hanging now with your best

pal, it just makes you want to cry.

Tears of joy, tears of happiness.

They named him after a corn come.

Welcome to the seven-year anniversary edition of the Brohio podcast. Welcome everybody in.

It's crazy man. It's a long fucking time. Our podcast is old enough to be touched by a janitor in kindergarten.

Hell yeah it is. Seven year olds how a seven year olds that's first grade.

That's first grade man.

I have an advanced first grader living here with me.

Yeah.

Paisley, she's smart.

Good for her.

But I was a very ignorant first grader.

Yeah. When I was in first grade, first week of school, they diagnosed my teacher with a brain tumor.

Oh man.

Yeah, and then I got this substitute teacher that didn't know how to do anything the entire year and that's why I'm stupid because they've

Fucking screwed up my first grade education so poorly first grade's. It is. I'm missing a lot of

building blocks. I'll be totally honest. I don't fucking remember anything

about first grade. I think my teacher's name was Miss Robinson maybe I remember all of it Mrs

Appleton until she got a brain tumor and she was Mrs. Gauntin and I got Mrs.

Zeissert in the meantime that's a fun name. Z. Zizer.

He's wild.

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