Coming up on TMS, PM, you'll have no pet sounds, no sergeant peppers, and no lieutenant yarn!

Green food ring machine. Rating casinos, by smell.

Chicago, et cetera. Hot white people burrito.

Where's my beach boys, Brian? Dark berry.

I see you, baby. Slap in those apps.

Windy and shithead, the musical.

App time.

You're quick questions and more on this episode of TMS-PM.

This is the morning stream, but it's not in the morning, it's at night.

TMS, PM.

Good morning, and good afternoon, and welcome to TMS-PM, it's the afternoon.

I'm a little discombobulated today. I don't know what to say about it.

My day has been whack-a-do so far. I hope yours has been okay.

How's your day, Brian?

It's been kind of whack-a-do. I started this morning with, well, look up early,

watch the film-sack movie because it was too early to go get breakfast,

and then when got breakfast came home and then did a 25-mile bike ride.

Oh my.

I did the path that I usually do for my 25-mile bike ride, but I didn't reverse.

I pedaled forward. I was facing forward, but I did the path that I reversed.

Okay, I don't understand how it, I start and end at the same place, which means I have the same

number of uphills and downhills. As I do when I go on that ride in a clockwise or in a counterclockwise

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