People live Earth. The following podcast is it clear how much I'm on autopilot.

You doing alright there?

Oh Craig. Sometimes it just feels like we spend every session rehashing the same talking points.

And not in a pod-save America kind of way.

Moe.

Hey, I know what let's do. Why don't we blow off the podcast this week and spy on one of the multitude of alternate alternate realities?

Maybe. Not the Wild West one. I am done paying for HBO's mistakes.

I think I found a family-friendly dimension where hello from the Magic Tavern is a kid show.

Yes, the family-friendly dimension. Where everything is rated G and Pope fiction is four and a half minutes long.

Alright, I'll hone it on the coordinates.

Take us away Craig. To a kid-friendly version of the show where for one week I won't have to hear the word

butthole over and over again, like some kind of Vegas Manchurian candidate.

Hey kids, it's a Magic Tavern.

A weekly podcast from the magical fantastical land of fune. I'm your host Arnie.

If you've never listened to the podcast before, welcome. I'm so excited that you're here.

Look, this is everything you need to know. About three years ago, I fell through a

dimensional portal behind a little beans cafe in Evanston, Illinois.

Into the magical fantastical family-friendly land of fune. Luckily, the portal is still open,

so at the end of every day I go back to my world and go back to my family where I upload a podcast,

I record every week here in the tavern, the purple minotaur, on Hogg's face street, in the land of fune.

And I get a lot of emails about this. Yes, sometimes it's difficult for the work-life balance

of doing the podcast here in this magical land during the day and also making time for my family at

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