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comedy button. Hello and welcome once again to the Comedy Button. My name is Max Skovlin. I'm joined by

my good friend's Brian Altano, funky gunchers in the of Fuggy-yuggy-duggy bunch. Scott Romley,

if I don't make it out of this podcast alive, Ryan Scott stabbed me to death and Ryan Scott,

who has a knife on his person. 680. Bring it back. Which is funny if you listen to the last

episode that we put up whenever. We probably should have the poor episode now. We probably see

these fucking things like like late 80s X-Men comics. You're getting it. I promise. It doesn't make any sense.

No, they won't get it. They probably. Max, you went to Hawaii. I did. I don't have any interesting

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