We had a rough start to the day.

My bad.

We had a rough start.

I had a rough start.

Dan let a man into the house while I was naked. So 8am, knock on the door, fight or flight. I jump out of bed and I'm like, what's going on? I run to the thing, I got the dogs out, no socks on. Stressful. I open it, a man goes, Hi, I'm here from HSBC and I'm here to value your property.

What?

So naturally, I'm here from HSBC and I'm here to value your property.

What?

So naturally, I was so confused, I just go,

Yeah, yeah, come on in, come on in.

Now, I don't know why I did that.

Nothing in your head said, hey, we've not organized that,

or I wanted our house valued.

He seemed smart, he was well dressed, he spoke in an authoritative tone. And so in that moment, I went, by all means, come into my house, man. He was then very confused because we weren't expecting guests. There was weird shit everywhere. We had the heated rivalry outfits on the floor. Which looked like the aftermath of some weird roleplay. With the hot pants. Empty Pringles tubes. Combine those two. Rough Friday night for Dan and Phil. He was looking around like what's going on. Some tall twink toes out stood in the hallway looking lost and confused. He then says, so what was the square footage of the property? I don't know what the fuck this guy is doing or what he's talking about.

So in this moment, I panic and I do what I often do, which is go, Phil!

Which, my perspective, I don't know what's happening.

I think that Dan's just had a postman at the door.

Yeah, I've picked up the letter.

I'm halfway through pointing my contact lenses on. I've got my Minecraft pajamas. My n door. Yeah, I've picked up the letter. I'm halfway three-point my contact lenses on.

I've got my Minecraft pyjamas.

My nipples are out. I've got a contact lens on my finger. I just go, look, I'm going to go put some socks on. I'll see you in a second. So I dip leaving the man in the hallway in the tired knowledge that Phil's going to handle it. I walk out of the bedroom, contact lens on my finger and there's a blurry man in the house.

What did he see? that Phil's going to handle it. I walk out of the bedroom, contact lens on my finger,

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