Hey there, sicker-non.

This is Michael from Florida, your favorite goddamn state.

It's St. Patrick's Day, and I come to you with a joke.

How many potatoes does it take to kill an Irishman?

None.

Okay, bye.

This is the show.

Fuck all the rest.

Ain't old toys and midget sex.

Shoot some smack, break out the bong.

Ian Harrison will keep it sick and wrong. out the bong D. N. Harrison

will keep it sick and wrong.

Keep it

sick and wrong.

Good evening.

Welcome to sick and wrong.

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I'm one of your host, D. Simon.

I'm Harrison.

Harrison, sounding all chipper today. I should be a little more chipper because I'm about to go on vacation. Okay, that's good. Taking off, we're recording the show a little bit early. I'm heading to New Orleans. Okay. Nola. Never been there. You never been to Nola? No, because every time somebody's like, yeah, you want to go, it's like August.

And I'm like, no, I'm not going there in August, you fuck. Yeah, that'd be unbearable. I've only been there. Well, I was born outside of New Orleans in Louisiana, but as an adult, I've only been there once. A few years ago, I went there for Halloween. Yeah. It always seemed, okay. Yeah, it always seemed like kind of a tourist trap to me, so I was never like dying to go. No, you did, well, now that you're substance free. Yeah. There's no point. There's no point. No, that city is pretty much just like Vegas without gambling. Plus, you know, I played Gabriel Knight since of the fathers. It might as well have been there, you know. You kind of have to go there eventually. Yeah. I imagine when you start drinking again, it'd be a fun time. But, I mean, Halloween's amazing. Well, according to everyone, when I could start drinking again, is never.

That's what they're telling me.

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