David Chuck the Freak

Well, hey there. How you doing on a Monday? It's 616 here on Dave and Chuck the Freak. Everyone, all right? Yeah, just fine.

What's up with you today? Something's up. You know, I feel I feel off something's wrong with me. I feel off too. I don't know what's going on. I have a weekend. You guys want to call it off?

Yeah. I would come in today and feel not off. So we'll see how it goes. Yeah, you're feeling off off the top. Yeah, that's not good. Wait a second though. What kind of off you guys? Are you off your rocker? Are you guys like just not feeling good?

Just not feeling good. Yeah, I've been dealing with something. I don't know what I think it's allergies to be honest. Do you think that's what it is? I think it's allergies guys. God bless America. Yeah, what are you gonna do? I just wonder like how do you feel like irritated? Very irritated. Yeah.

Yeah. I'm starting to get ahead. I'm starting to get ahead. I'm already. Yeah. You know, so we should be good today. It should be a good one. Yeah, I'm gonna I'm gonna drug up here. It is something is weird though, because I took it took me like an extra 10 minutes to get one of my eyes, not blurry. Yeah, that's hot. That's hot. Yeah, extra blurry day. Yeah, an extra blurry ride. I do. Yeah. I see six times in a row yesterday.

Just standing in my kitchen. I was like, it's you. Okay. Stop. I only see it like time. That in here. Yeah, I know I didn't know what kind of poison I touched, but I did something. All right, enough of our bitch. And let's get to your

bitch in here. Email came in. He says, hey, all Ryan. Exactly. And he spelled it dead. You are you. I said, first off, huge fan. You make my days better. I enjoyed listening. Had a brutal experience at the doctor's office that I just had to share with you guys. So I wake up. This was a Saturday morning with every guys worse nightmare. A huge itchy rash on my dog.

Right on as dumb red bumps all over the place came out of nowhere. You bet that it felt like my life was over almost positive. It's herpes or something like that. My mind's racing. As like, what am I going to tell future ladies. If I ever get another lady now.

So just some background info info. I'm 22 single pretty decent looking, but in a bit of a drought. So bad it would make Chuck proud. So having herpes or whatever definitely wouldn't help that out.

Anyway, I decided to get it looked at at the urgent care in my town. When I walked in the first thing I noticed was the receptionist total smoke show. Oh, sure. That's 10 out of 10. It's par.

Par for the course. You've got someone you're done.

Yeah, that's when you want like the old lady with the hairy mole. I've seen it all boy. I've seen it all.

Turn around and leave. Yeah, go to a different town.

Yeah, we're taking this dig to a different town. Yeah, man, you keep driving to find a old hag. Yeah, it was super embarrassing telling her why I was there. Oh, no, no, no, no.

And to make it worse, I had to repeat myself because I said it so quietly. She didn't hear me the first time. I'm sorry. What?

I got a rush. I missed that. You're going to have to repeat that, sir.

I'm just hearing your breathing.

You have a rash on your penis. Oh, that's it. That's the one.

He says after waiting in their disgusting waiting room for 40 minutes, I finally get to go back and see the doctor.

But the doctor on call that was touching and examining my junk was hard of hearing or something.

This is a bad experience. Yeah, yeah. And he said it was speaking so loudly in a very effeminate voice.

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