Oh, uh, uh, uh. Oh, uh. I'm shit shit shit so it's the fucking shit show

welcome back to shit show Saturday we have shit show Beth.

So what song do you want played when you walk into a room?

This is kind of going to expose like my

dorkness. I would say, actually I don't even know, I think the song is called

Believe by Share. Yeah, I can you ever heard my impersonation?

No.

Okay, I have to find a video.

What am I supposed to do?

Is it around and way for you while I can't do that?

Oh, there's no turning back.

I need time to move on. I performed it one time. We were still on

Patreon, but yeah, I can kind of do a share. Carbohydrate. Oh cake. What kind? Carrot cake. I love a good carrot cake from

wagmans. Also I love like a cheap bay cracker.

Yellow, okay.

Okay, cheese.

Stinky cheese.

What kind?

Gorgonzola.

Okay, incontimate. Probably mustard. A plain, a deijon, a hasty, like the kind you eat with like a brawers. Okay. Would you say that you had an adult child bottom? Is there a moment in which my usual question that you realized that your child had fucked you up a lot more than you thought it did?

Yes, but at the time I didn't recognize that as the moment.

So I would say, and I sort of alluded to this recently,

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