We return to the men's room with Miles and Thrill.

Terran Daly, Steve makes him, Daily, makes morning show cut up.

We'll sit and spend today.

We've got 10 country covers.

But first time for a few emails to the men's room at KISW.com.

You've got mail.

You've got mail.

Oh, let's see here.

I'll start with this one.

Subject tarantulas. Fellows, I was in the Air Force late 90s. I was stationed in Goodfellow Air Force Base in San Angelo, Texas. One summer night, my girlfriend and I drove down a very rural paved road outside of town just to see where it went. Hit my 96 Camaro. On the way back, the road led to a dead end, marshy area. The road just beyond my headlights looked like it was moving from right to left. As we got closer, we saw it was covered in tarantulas. Nope. Thousands of them, just scurring all the same direction. Nope, nope, nope. Waited for maybe 10 minutes, thinking they clear out so we could leave, but they just got worse and started engulfing my car.

Eventually, I just drove over a few.

That was one of the many freaky things I saw during my time in the service working in

epidemiology.

Epidemiology, yeah.

Insect stuff.

Albinopinoprimes in a lab, assassin bugs, dudes wearing flea collars and getting chemical burns, crazy stuff. Jesus. I'm from Charlie. Yeah, once the tarantulas start climbing on the car, man, it is time to go. Smuggle me. I betjola's my first wife and I had season tickets to the hawk's nest. And she was against it every time, but I would put a whole bottle of night train in a zip-up, foldable seat cushion.

I'm on night train.

Every time security would watch me get my particulars out and hold them in hand with a handle of a cushion, and they'd frisk away.

Once we got to our seats, I bought the biggest strawberry lemonade, and during the chaos, no one would notice me pour out of the zipped-up seat cushion that strawberry lemonade got hammered that from eric smuggling gentlemen i mean that yeah sports game i feel like that's almost always exclusively

booze yeah yeah no one ever smote it doesn't seem to be drugs it's just booze and shout out to all the

security guards that notice your brown liquids and water bottles. Just kind of let it go. Years after my mom and stepdad got a divorce, he moved back down to Mississippi for some reason. He was coming back up here to visit. We hung out once at some point, and he wanted me to find him some drugs. So I did because I'm nice. My mom also got him a gag gift, which was a tin box marked fish A-holes, not edited. Don't remember Phil's candy or whatever. So he's at C-Tag and the way back home gets stopped at security. He was nervous because he realized that he did not indulge in all the drugs he acquired while here and still had a small bag in his pocket. He got stopped, pulled aside, questions about what was on him for like an hour.

Turns out they wanted him to open up the fish tent. No idea he had part of an A ball in his pocket. Once he opened the tent and saw it as a gag gift, he was on his way. A 10 of fish a hole saved him for getting caught with actual drugs. Who would have thought? That from Andy. Is there anything fish Aholes can't do? That's right Patel's this is a Tyson. I have a backpack that I carry medical supplies that I use on the daily. I'm able to sneak concessions in a movie theaters and ballparks. Also, I can carry booze all underneath the medical supplies. And no one questions it. That from Tyson. As we move on to the birthday emails, brought you by Minzer Room Roaster Red Salsa from San Juan Salza Company.

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