Dinner bells are ringing, you can hear our mother singing, come on home, little children come home.

Crows are flying in the skies

They've been plugging out the eyes

Of all those too blind to see

Soul is a bird

Greetings to you, my sweet and beautiful water babies

It is I, D. Trussell, and you are listening to the Duncan Trussell Family Hour podcast. And if this is the first time that you've allowed your ear fingers to gently roll against the back of this podcast as we lay in bed together, I welcome you. A little bit about me. I'm a quicks sand survivor. I'm a proud lesbian mother of two beautiful children with expanded fontenelles, and most

importantly, two children with a lot of heart, because they have made the decision to allow

our family to offer them up to High Priest Nornon V this summer at the Bohemian Grove.

I enjoy cholesterol baths, and quite often you'll see me outside sunning next to my hot tub,

which has been liberated, so it goes above 104 degrees, rubbing a combination of oil,

cream, and scented lilac leaves into my nipples which have the largest natural

holes of any woman's nipple in all of Southern California.

I'm a channel for a barbarian warlord from the 5th century BC, and most importantly,

I'm a scientist. I work at Laboratory 39L, and you are a beautiful man

whose head has been shaved, body hair has been shaved, and who is being held in an oxygenated

cube of gelatin comprised of one-third mescaline and three-fourth sodium pentothal.

We're broadcasting this into your mind as we erase your memories

so that we can replace your identity with that of an assassin warrior

who we intend to send to Costa Rica on a very special mission called

Sunlight Tour.

Sunlight.

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