You don't know me.

A confession I can't take back.

I am.

The masked speaker.

Got a text into 78592 that says,

sometimes when I'm extra lazy,

I'll eat the apple core because I don't want to go find the trash can.

Oh, damn.

All right, Johnny Appleseed. I mean, good to go find the trash can. Oh, damn. All right Johnny Appleseed.

I mean, good roughage. Yeah. I think in some ways we're all human trash cans. Yeah. As garbage people,

it's important that we empty out the sin bin every once in a while before it gets too full.

And you can do that right here anonymously on the mass speaker. And one of our listeners is already on the phone ready to dump her trash right into our listening holes. She's chosen the fake name, Beth. So Beth, welcome to the shame dump pile. Hi. How are you? I hope this is your first time to it. And maybe you got a frequent user pass. I don't know. Yeah. We welcome return customers to the shame dump. But the voice changer is on. You are now the mass speaker, Beth. So whenever you're ready, go ahead. Dump your truth on us. So I was married for a while. Okay.

But now I'm separated.

I kind of been out of the scene for a long time.

Are you feeling good about that?

Sorry, just to interrupt, like, are we celebrating that now we're single again, or are we feeling sad still?

No, I'm ready to start dating for sure.

Nice.

Like, it's a good thing. I'm, I feel good.

You won't for long just to let you know.

Oh, come on. Give her some hope and optimism.

I mean, I was until recently.

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