I think that the holidays feel like frozen noses. I love walking with the dog for long periods of time.

Hopefully it's snowing and you've got to wrap up warm. So I think a frozen nose is a sweaty armpit

because your wrapped up so warm but then you're climbing hamps and heath and you get to the top

and you're like, and then you can see the breath but then your nose is still freezing to touch.

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Between forgetting the sellotape, trying to squeeze eight people around a six-seater table

and the cat taking down the tree. Again!

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Today in the greatest audio experience of the 21st century,

the most exciting and compelling podcast conversation ever had by two flamboyant cross-dressies

and a bevy of sound effects on a sound board.

It's another episode of Ray Chasin's Her.

The drama is all real.

You know I didn't even want to do this podcast with you anyway but different thing you said you didn't want.

With so much shade, a houseplant would probably wilt and die.

Well, you may be all smiles and laughter but that breath, all death and disaster,

so get a mint you sticky bitch, ugly bitch.

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