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I suppose I should open the podcast with a rant about chick fillet.

Chick-fil-A is the, you know, shitty deep-fried chicken sandwich joint, although a lot of people

really love their chicken sandwiches, whatever.

I don't need a lot of fast food. I've actually never had a chick filet sandwich, which is going to

make boycotting chick filet a little difficult for me, which is what we're all supposed to do now,

because it turns out that Chick-fil-A has been donating millions of dollars to anti-gay

organizations like the American Family Association, the Family Research Council, and the

douche baguette who owns Chick-fil-A has given some interviews recently, condemning gay marriage, condemning

gay people, saying it's not biblical, Jesus is throwing up somewhere, particularly if he ate

at Chick-fil-A. This is the scandal of the moment, and everyone's picking sides, and

Mike Hockabee has resumed digging his grave with his knife and his fork, and is urging

everyone to support Chick-fil-A and calling people who are calling on people to boycott

Chick-fil-A intolerant bigots because Chick-fil-A has this right to fun discrimination, but

if then you'd turn around and want to discriminate against Chick-fil-A by not eating their shitty, deep-fried chicken patties, then you're the real big whatever. They're the victims, right? That's their current posture, their current argument, their current sort of culture war, Jiu-Jitsu. We're going to oppress and discriminate against you and fun discrimination against

you. And if you say boo about it, then, oh my God, you're the intolerant one because you are

intolerant of our intolerance. Anyway, I suppose I should rant about Chick-fil-A at the top of the

show and tell everyone not to eat their fucking shitty chow. But I'm not going to do that.

I'm actually in Iowa, in a tiny, tiny town that I will not name

out of respect for my brother's privacy, in a tiny, tiny town in ruralist Iowa, smaller than the

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