So, um, so we're in this back room and it's me and it's Jimmy, Iveen, and uh, and

Grievous, Vaskas, and the back room and the back room and, and Orbity, the spring alien

from the Jetsons, and uh, and we're stuffing the ballot box, uh, for uh, sexy span alive.

And we hear this creek and door opens and a little shaft of light comes in and Orbity goes

getting the box. So we all jump inside the ballot box. Now we're in there. Now they're not going

to announce the results for weeks. Yeah. And this guy is now guarding the box and we're in there

for so long. We have to start eating the votes. Big otherwise you'll starve. And the votes on top

are the ones we were using to stuff it. Yeah. Because we got a lot of money riding on this thing.

Yeah. And but whose votes are you eating? We're eating the votes, the false votes that we had put in.

Oh, okay. That were for Dumo. Oh, I mean, we want Josh back because you had this big plan and

I knew you spent a lot of time executing it. But then it ends up being Blake. Why didn't you eat

the Blake one? It's very dark inside the box. And ultimately, I think Grievous had a little bit of

moral awakening inside the box too. Okay. Where he wanted the right man to win. He wanted the sexy man

to win. Yeah. You're all ideal as to Joker style throw it into chaos and vote for someone who is

very sexy, but clearly less sexy than Blake. Yeah. So just just to undermine people's faith and

institutions. Well, I'm gaslighting the entire fucking country. So anyway, we eat most of the votes.

Finally, the big day comes. America comes down. The mayor does a big announcement.

He uses the key of the city to unlock the box, pops the top off. I just jump out and go,

it's Blake Shelton. Okay. Hey, look at Hollywood. Have a good time. Just got into kicking butt.

Dropping names on the red carpet line back always to this industry we call showbiz. What up?

What up? Every once in a while, very, very occasionally we will have hosts from another year wolf podcast

on this show is kind of special occasion. Try not to do it too much. What is that? Holy shit, Brett.

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