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Today I'll be talking about an 11-year-old girl in her drag queen adult male friends.

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Alrighty. Oh yeah, how are you folks? Welcome to the big show on a Wednesday.

The great state of Georgia. Got some local people voting already. Early voting in Georgia.

Well, that's the first story. I'll get to it in a second. Just let me bullshit and kill some time.

What did I do? What do I always do? I made a delicious pizza. I did. I was going to get to that.

I was going to string it out before I. String it out with some cheese. Oh, God, yes. Yes.

No, I nailed it yesterday. Look, I've had this pizza. I'm in Fattano. I don't know, year or so?

Whatever the fuck. It's like anything else. It's all, you know, it's got all these settings, folks.

It says Neapolitan, New York style. And then you hit it. It tells you the roof temperature.

This is an electric. It's not a, you know, obviously wood burning. It's in my kitchen.

And it tells you that you can set the deck floor for how warm you want it, whatever the fuck.

And I usually make a ball like this. And I split it, make two thin pizzas, or I make one kind of

thick Neapolitan style. But I wanted, I wanted a larger Neapolitan in between thick and thin. Probably

boring the shadow of you Irish people. But listen, I love potatoes doing much as you, folks.

In whiskey and hitting my wife. What? Come on, man. Anyway, no, but dude, I fucked and rolled it out.

Sometimes a dough depends on the weather. It kind of stretches back. It doesn't want to stay.

It stayed a big, it barely fit on my pizza peel. Do I sound like a grease ball, fuck?

And perfect. In. I put the deck. I usually have it on 6.50, so you don't burn the crumb.

But, you know, I'm watching these commercials. You cook a pizza in two minutes and a wood burning

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