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If you're stuck in a relationship quandary, or if you're looking for sexual harmony,

while there's nothing you can't ask on the Savage Lovecast.

So if you're a regular listener and you do as I would like all of you to do and commit every show to memory,

you might remember the Jill Stein rant a few months ago.

Somebody asked a question about whether I would support

the Greens and I kind of blew up about Jill Stein and the Greens and I dropped a lot of F-bombs as I

sometimes do when I get passionate about politics. And somebody thought it would be a good idea to

take that little clip from my podcast to make a YouTube video out of it. And somebody else thought

it would be a good idea to just transcribe that rant and put

it up on the internet.

And this week, months after I blew up, I think it was in May that I blew up that I

answered that question, it suddenly went crazy viral.

And the Greens spent the week of the Republican National Convention attacking not Donald Trump, but me, because I am the real threat to the country and I am the asshole out there.

The week of the Republican National Convention, the Greens were coming for not America's fascists, but America's potty mouth sex advice columnists.

They want you to know the Greens, contra, my point, that they aren't just running some feces flinging shitbag for president every four years.

They run candidates up and down from dog catcher on up.

And they advise people to go to their website to see all of the candidates they're running.

And I went and it's not a very well organized website and you can't find a list that numbers them.

So I had to count them by hand.

They're running 117 candidates in this cycle.

So not hundreds, plural as they claim, but hundred and change, singular. And

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