Kick this motherfucker, Meal Lee. The Greetings from Podcastville.

The Church of what's happening now, New Testament, is coming on.

What is it?

It's September the 9th, 2025. If everything worked out right, I would have been married 36 years today and still been a fucking loser.

So it's the truth. I would have been married 36 years, taking orders. I would have probably been a fucking roofer with one hand by now. I would have had fucking skin burn.

Why would you have lost a hand?

Because who the fuck knows at this, you know, at the rate I was going? How are you, Cogsuck? I'm doing great, dude. Everything good. There's Lee Syatt, my fucking Cato of love. Hello. What's happening, buddy? Dude, what a great weekend. Tremendous weekend. What a, what a, like just from like the beginning to end,

it's just like

one of the coolest, I had the most fun I've had in a while. Like, first of all, and this is like a very,

if you had asked me two years ago, if you would ever have a, uh, a private plane, I'd be like, he would never dare

do that.

But now, like, it was, like, it was so cool to just walk right onto the plane.

So where, like, and then they brought food, which for you, which, you know what was funny

about it?

The difference between the flight there and the flight back, the flight there, everyone was

like having like half a sandwich.

No one ate any of the snacks.

On the way, like right after the show, I was going to get snack.

I had this, I don't drink.

I had two little nips of makers mark.

You were fucked up.

Dirty milligrams of edibles.

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