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Welcome to Bananas, ladies and gentlemen.

Hey, Curdy Bee, how are you?

I'm good, Scotty. How are you?

I'm good. I like our mini-sodes. Thank you for sending in your stories to the Bananas

podcast at gmail.com or DM-ing us. Or I think the one I'm going to do today was texted to the

Bananas phone, which I encourage anybody to do. It's an unfair advantage over a curve because I

get to see a few extra wacky, wacky banana stories, but the phone number, bananas phone, 213, 214,

7974. And just to get the business out of the way, if you listen into this,

if you listen into this, take a moment, pause it and just go rate and review us on Apple podcasts.

I don't know why it matters. It matters so much. But it really matters. That is something you could do

that would really make us very, very happy. Guys, we have so many great stories. You guys keep sending

such great stories. It's really true. I really do enjoy the mini-sodes. Do you want to do,

you want to go first, Scotty? Shall I go first? How was it? Why don't you, well, I don't really

care. Let's say you go first on this one. I'll go first on the next one. Alrighty, bye.

So this coming in from Aaron Erdman. Thank you, Aaron. Thank you, Aaron.

Okay. Back in the late 2000s, my then boyfriend lived in a testosterone-heavy home that hosted parties

regularly. Problem. Came, I partied, I conquered. Waking up far too late in his bed, realizing I had

therapy in an hour, I half-jetted out of there, but had to get water first after getting a glassful

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