The McElroy brothers are not experts, and their advice should never be followed.

Travis insists he's a sexpert, but if there's a degree on his wall, I haven't seen it.

Also, this show isn't for kids, which I mentioned only so the babies out there will know how cool

they are for listening. What's up, you cool baby.

Hello everybody and welcome to my brother, my brother and me, an advice show for the modern era.

I'm your oldest brother, Justin McElroy. I'm your middleest brother.

Travis McElroy. What are you, why are we doing, why are we making the long pauses happen?

My pauses because I couldn't remember what I said there.

Minus because I wanted anticipatory as the martingles.

All right, my name is, I'm the sweet baby brother, Griffin McElroy, and it's time

to retire, I guess, my honorific. It's time to hang up the fucking, my old, my now old person hat

that an old person wears no longer 30 under 30 media luminary Griffin McElroy.

Oh, Griffin, I hadn't even thought about this.

The Forbes, the Forbes Goon squad came and they fucking smashed in my door, crashed all my windows.

They knocked over a load bearing wall and just came in my fucking house and they took my

fucking plack away and I immediately dried up and aged like the guy at the end of the last

crew said so bad. Griffin, what did it like to be in the No Man's Land but Twixed 30 under 30

and 30 over 30? It's strange to be here. I don't like, like, I'm sorry, Travis, I want to play,

I want to play with you in this joke but I just thinking about how bad I miss my very good

plaque that I used to have. The Forbes came and they fucking took it away from me and I was like,

but wait, don't you want to hear about the latest media trends? And they're like, you don't know

fucking shit. And then they hit me with the plaque twice on my back, like a folding chair in a wrestling

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