So it's me, McGilligarilla, Pipi Long Stocking, and we're all sort of jammed in this

chimney together, all stuck, and getting kind of nervous, getting a little claustrophobic,

because of course we had each shown up at, you know, our, it's a little complicated, but

it was my godson's first Christmas in July, and I wanted to surprise him by being my sort

of Santa Man persona, and so I show up with the little red shorts and the tight red Hawaiian

shirt and the little red stocking cap and the neatly trimmed beard, and I'm crawling in

the chimney and my foot touches something, and it's McGilligarilla, he's below me. Turns

out he is this child's godson as well, or godfather, and above me, oh, feet on my head, oh look,

it's Pipi Long Stocking, who's very old now, I'm very grotesque, and I'm not enjoying this,

and we can't get out, and they're starting to fire downstairs, which I don't know why they're

doing that in July, but it's getting very smoky, and we're having trouble breathing when

McGilligarilla did die, and when I do finally get out, John, I get on the roof, and I grab

Rea, Pearlman, and I say, how many godparents is this kid have?

To, I'm talking about her, of course, I'm her godfather. No, no, no, yeah, she's on the roof,

because at this point they needed to get like a machine to get me out.

Oh, okay, I see what you're saying, so Rea, Pearlman's on the roof. She's like the machine operator.

She's operating the machine, but she also is one of the godparents of this kid,

and I can't remember the kid's name. Does that make Banksy?

Banksy. Something like this. Does that make you guys godbrothers and god sisters? Do you have

any relations? My understanding was there's only supposed to be two. One of each. One of, yes,

yeah, yeah, exactly, but there's only one god. Now that's, now Brett, I usually don't want you

to chime in this early. I'm sorry, hang on. Welcome, hello, handbooking. It's time to get a

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