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Welcome back to this episode of Emergency Intercom, everybody.

I haven't said that in a long time.

Every time we sit down, it feels like we haven't sat here for like two months, but it's because...

What a difference a week, mate.

And it's a new space. Yeah, true. We're getting used to her. Um, we tried to record earlier, y'all. It's a her? Yeah, we tried. Yeah. I don't know if I would say that about this space. This space is a boy. I mean, with what, what's happening on this side, that's a man. This is like, family. Right, right.

No, this is like a girl who needs help, but like...

This is, uh, what's happening on this side that's a man this is like family right right no this is like a girl

who needs help but like this is uh what's that one fucking movie girl interrupted as a wall yeah

this is girl interrupted no this is that picture that you can't like point out a discernible item in

oh didn't even show pie what was making me cry laugh? The schizophrenia picture.

Of you?

No, but we should give some context.

So we went on a voyeuristic celebrity home tour.

I know naughty, but my dad is like obsessed with that shit.

And my dad is the ultimate tourist. Like we do it every fucking time and it's the same houses every time. But like he eats it up. So we were like, fuck it. Like let's do it. Yeah, y'all have done it like three, four times. Four times. Four times. And like we literally drive by this. Drive by this four times. Yes, we drive by the same houses.

And every single time, it's a different fucking person that's lived in that house. Like, the only one that they've kept the same is the Michael Jackson one. And it's because everybody knows that goddamn house from the helicopters. Yeah. But, like, also he gave us, like, a little secret, a little tidbit. but he was like, by the way, I shouldn't be saying this,

but there's no dogs there.

Of the 10 years I've been driving by this house,

no one's heard a dog bark and i was like okay cool i'm gonna hit a stain and i'm gonna blame you i'm gonna hit a lick i'm gonna slime them out i'm gonna swish cheese them that last one what was that what the last one wasn't real Swiss cheese? I have heard that. No, it's like, I'm going to swish cheese you like put bullet holes in you know. I don't know stuff like that. Um, but so we did this like voyeuristic celebrity home tour. And it was amazing. It was so goaded. I feel like I need that guy to pick us up with the van cut in half right now and it would make me so happy it felt

like flying it literally feels like flat through LA you're flying through not a care in the world

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