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And now The Skaving Atheist.

From wild Wyoming where it's up to you to carry guns and schools.

Where we drive to Colorado to get our weed.

Where Cowboys say, excuse me ma'am, before they rape you.

Here's the crew from the waiting for athpodcast trying to record a farm's worst quote.

We don't know what to say.

Oh, it's my turn?

Filthy monkey man.

And women.

What the...

Yay!

The gin is.

Hey, if that didn't get him listening, nothing will.

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