Oh my gosh welcome to meltdown comics in the Nerf melt theater and it's my pleasure to announce

that Harman Town is once again in session.

Please welcome to the stage the mayor of Harman Town, my dear friend Mr. Dan Harman.

I laughed at some applesauce on the right, close enough. I came up a different way for those of you at home.

I went to a party tonight, so I'm a little drunk. Stop it. Don't encourage it. You're 20m 40.

It's not, it's not charismatic for me.

Well keep, keep, keep, keep, hit your wagon to that star, my friend. I will be 60, I'll be under a bridge.

You'll be 40, you'll have your own podcast, it'll make you nothing, and we'll just keep,

this is conveyor belt into a meat grinder like a meat. Take Floyd the Wall animation.

I saw you, Dan, right before you left to this party and you were saying,

Jeff, we were at a bar. I'm not good with strangers, but you were worried about meeting your neighbor

and he Google mapped where the party was and he found out that the house was the house right behind

his backyard. So how did it go? Yeah, neighborly. It was a, but there was a point at the party

where I found out that this lady who was hosting the party, we were talking about wine and

patios and cats, dogs. I'm going to guess she was white.

That's on you, my friend, but you are correct.

Just a guess. She let it drop and not in a, not in the way that you're used to it getting

dropped. It got dropped that she had survived a tremendous brain tumor.

I can't really, I'm too drunk to recall how organically I got scooted in. She wasn't like,

hey, that's my calling card. She was cool with it. She had survived it. It was part of her life

absolutely, so it accidentally arrived in the conversation and nothing could be more fascinating

than you to me. You find that out. Holy shit, tell me more. How does that start? What does it feel

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