All right, dude, I got a voicemail for us, but my laptop thing's not working, so I'm just

going to, it's short, I'm just going to play it, and hopefully the mic picks it up.

Hey, my name is Mike.

I was just listening to your most recent episode, and, uh, Jason, sorry, Jason was talking about

how he hates people who vote up drunk because they like barbecue.

But I remembered when I first were listening to you guys, I was really confused on who was the Christian and who was the agnostic because Christian, the agnostic, well, the one thing his name was Christian.

And two, he was always like the nicer one, and Jason just hates everybody.

So I was always like, wait, which one is the Catholic?

The one that hates everyone and the one that loves everyone?

What?

So yeah.

That's it.

Bye.

That's exactly the kind of compliment a Christian wants to hear.

Well, it's so funny because I texted you this morning and said, hey, I didn't text you. I messaged you and said, you know, hey, since we're having a barbecue tonight and Michael and John are here, do you want to get some firewood and we'll have a fire? And you wrote back and you said, you're going to quote my what I wrote back to. Yeah. You said, my first first thought was great now my clothes will stink and i'll have to shower before bed and if janey doesn't then if janey doesn't then the sheath we put just put on the bed will wreak that's the first thing i think of when it's like let's have a bonfire it's like really um so the lingering smell of burning wood just for the foreseeable future because it's like I'm going to

get in my car my car is going to smell like it and then and I'm going to and then it's like I like the

smell though I like the smell like you know I don't I don't like the smell for the rest of my life

right you know so yeah but I bought firewood and we're going to have a fire.

Yay.

Yeah. I wrote you back and said something like, you're such a grumpy old man or something like that. Yeah, I was looking for a bit moji with grumpy old, about grumpy old man, and I couldn't find one. That's pretty funny, though. Jason does love people. I do. I love people as a construct, like as a platonic form.

Right.

But individual persons, not so much. I didn't say I hate people who eat barbecue. I think this

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