Mishki here, joining the G.L. world to pitch my new podcast, which now comes out twice a week,

Wednesdays and Fridays. The show features an extraordinary array of exotic circus performers,

forgotten Hollywood starlets, reclusive Fortune 500 CEOs, professional taxidermists.

Yep, wait a minute. That's a different promo. Where's the promo for G.

Lers?

Here it is.

Let's try this again.

Mishki here pitching my new podcast.

We're out of time.

Could I do it again?

What on earth is going to happen on this program?

Well, it's going to get weird.

I cannot do anything about that.

You people just have to bear with me.

Get ready now.

My name's Mishki.

Mm-hmm, who, who, who, who, huh, uh, who, uh, who, who, who, who, uh, who, uh, uh, and, uh, who, uh, and, uh, and uh, and uh, uh, I'm The following program is from an experience I had a while ago.

An experience of being stranded in a small cabin in northern Minnesota, snowed in.

I want you to know right now that to this day I'm not sure what to make of it.

I'm not sure what parts of it were real and what parts of it

were hallucinogenic presentations that appeared in my state of delirium, sleepless, hungry, cold.

It was an adventure, but what kind of an adventure I cannot say with certainty.

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