There's no place to escape to this is the last podcast on the left side stories

that's when the cannibalism started side stories yes so we're sitting here and Henry, you said, I scratched my butthole, and then you said,

hold on, let's wait for the show.

Yeah.

That is conversations that we can have without the cameras and mics on.

Why?

We need an opening.

Yeah, you're right.

We always do.

We, like, you know, and there's no, to me, what I like to do is, I think some people feel that the opening of the show is the most important part, so you'd want to do some sort of, like,

thought out concept.

Correct.

Like a bit.

Yeah.

But the thing was, is that I actually was thinking of something. And then as I was sitting in this chair, I felt a sharp pain for my butthole. Because we had such a great meal. We such a sloppy meal in Austin that... Probably top three of my life.

Truly such a wonderful time.

I had so much waggew that I was trying to clean out my hole, right?

I overwiped as well.

I wept.

My butthole wept a little bit.

I wept.

Like, you know when grease just kind of comes out of it? Mm-hmm. And I was really getting in there, and then I scratched my butt hole with my fingernail. Oh, no. As I was getting up in there. You can't fuck with that yogurt maker like that. It hurts. So I had to go in there, because you know what I did Eddie? What?

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