We're back! We're back! It's the distraction. I'm Drew. That's Roth. How you doing?

Roth? I'm good, man. What's happening? Did you have a happy Halloween? Was it spooky?

It was a little too spooky. Drew, I had a pretty, it was really scary. I kept thinking that

I was seeing small goblins in my neighborhood, but it was just little children named Jared.

Maya is my first Halloween in many years with no kids in the house. None of them wanted

to stick around. They all went to their friend's house to trick-or-treat in better neighborhoods.

No. When they're like, I'm sick of knocking on these fucking doors. I want to go somewhere

where I'm going to get a fucking shitty three musketeers from a different colored door.

Are you going to do the thing? Are you going to take a full edible and put in fake vampire teeth

and just give out candy all night then? Yeah, that's what I... Good man. That was the plan.

But we don't have time to dilly-dally with holidays that have already passed.

We kind of owe that's right because of one. Because, yeah, that's right. Because our guest

this week is the immortal Ray Rado. Yeah, I read that.

Rado? Am I immortal? I mean, so far? Yeah, I was good to say. There's no evidence to the

contrary so far. You're older than both of us and you're not dead. That's pretty good.

Well, you'd have to check with other people on that. Well, I will. I will ask.

They may feel differently about the quality of the life I've been spreading around.

Ray stayed up a lot later and partied a lot harder than a lot of younger people

at the defector team retreat. I would say that so far, I'm like 70-30 on him being immortal.

And I do not wish to be disproven on this. Yeah, and either Ray doesn't have the 58 million

maladies that I have suffered or he just doesn't write about it the way that I write about. And that's

probably those ladders probably because I'm the TMI king. If my heart stops, you know.

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