Old School.

All. Whoa, whoa,

whoa!

Whoa!

Hooray Hurrah!

Once again, the smartest man on the world-proofed cows takes to the ether.

This time from the salubrious confines of the Fortress of Perpetude located somewhere in Lower California,

Ma'am Gregorio.

Welcome back to the show, and welcome back my friends

to the show that never ends.

Let me introduce someone to you.

It's my wife, Jennifer, hello Jennifer, how are you?

Good, thanks.

Well, thanks for coming down on the show! What? Light one up, pour one down. It's time to join hands and seek some solace in this burning

shit pile of a world as we once together again stride manfully across the lengthening desk.

Ah yes, the orange wilderness surrounds us as the evening grows nigh and the purple clouds

disperse as the umber sky takes flight and each and every star burst through the

firmament like a celebration aimed directly at the heart of your soul

and just when the comment of despair

seems to be consuming you with its icy projectile-like

tail is the moment when you take heart again and know that Jennifer and I have your back

and then no matter how about everything seems things are actually getting better day by day.

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