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

Satan's spit on the way with the 2026 inductees for the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame.

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

You've got mail.

And a couple from our question. When did you have a crisis of the bowels, guys? Ologent's not my story, but it's my sons instead. Only I get the joy of sharing. Years back when he was about 10, we were camping, he had to go bad. Comes to me in a panic, asked me where he could go. I showed up an area and was demonstrating how to do the deed in the woods. He insisted he got it and for me to leave. Moments later, I hear him yelled, Dad, I need to close. It's bad. Everything below the waist was covered. Needless to say, he took a bath in a creek, changed clothes, and the dirty stuff just went in the fire pit then. He's 13 now every time we're camping. He prepares a poo spot, ASAP.

Take care of yourselves, guys.

That from Chris.

Afghanistan, 2008, full diaper on a five, six-hour convoy.

You don't want to be the guy asking for a pit stop.

Back to wearing the depends.

Guys, father in the hospital for a couple weeks the end of his life, I was eating a bunch of food.

I didn't eat at home.

After he passed, I drove six hours back home late at night.

Went to work at seven the next morning.

On the way to work, I felt some tummy rumbles, realized it was going to be a blowout.

So I clenched.

Unfortunately, I have allergies.

About five minutes from work, I sneezed, muddied my bridges. Oh. I left my butt, threw my coat down, called my boss to say I needed another day for my dad passing. Then I called my wife, who was working from home, told her what happened. She offered to come meet me to help me clean up. I said, hell no. I'm letting you know I'm coming home and don't want to see you. 22 years of marriage and I still don't want her to see her see me crap myself. That's fair. Maybe at 80 I'll be okay with that. Yeah, man, if you ever call your boss and you really want to get off for it, just say, look, man, I just put myself on the way in. They will always forgive. You know, maybe I'll be in later this day, but stomach is a wreck yeah I mean because you're not gonna

that's an honest that is I was gonna say and I don't think don't ever say that it's like a lie but if you do it that's like yeah I don't care who you are everybody like don't be so embarrassed that you don't just say the truth yeah you know what I'm saying like Oh, let's say take as much time as you need.

That's always what they'll say, right?

Mitchell's back when I was still drinking. just say the truth. Yeah. You know what I'm saying? Oh, let's say. Take as much time as you need.

That's always what they'll say, right?

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