Talking about going to the grocery store, if you haven't to be heading there this week and stocking up for Sunday, do us a favor.

Pick up some of mens room IPA from Black Raven in the 20th anniversary logger, which are still making, still out on the shelves. Take that over to your buddy's house for the game. Also, the men's room roasted red salsa from San Juan salsa company. and of course the men's room beer brats

if you're throwing stuff on the grill

from Uli's famous sausage

and help our friends

at the three local Fisher House locations. salsa company and of course the men's room beer brats if you're throwing stuff on the grill from

uh uli's famous sausage and help our friends at the three local fisherhouse locations we would

appreciate that our question what is the biggest message you've ever had to clean up 206803 rock

uh most of the people that have called and or texted and or emailed and or message and they've all

been saying it's been like messy stuff you know vomit in maple, they had maple syrup, etc. Mike, you said the guy hung up. He did. But his situation was a little different. I was really upset that we lost this call before he could get on there. But a man talked about how he had a friend that unfortunately passed away in a motorcycle accident. And I believe he was on deployment. Don't quote me on that one. but either way he was tasked along with a buddy of his to go to go to the man's home away from home and clean up a few things before they got a group out there to move all of his stuff back home to his family, right? All right. And he says the amount of porn that we had to pull out of this man's house before so it didn't get sent home to his family. Wow. Was it like nasty mail order porn?

Are we talking playboy? You're taking that home. Oh, damn right, they are. It's not cleaning up, throwing it away. You're going through what you need. I mean, my first collection of porn, it was all like the old, early 70s, late 60s playboys, but the woman across the street divorced her husband, she got got the house getting rid of her crap and she just put it in a brown paper bags like out for recycling kind of sure so it's just on the side of the road but i mean it was just endless bags and i remember my brother running into my bedroom it's the summertime and he's like steven you got to see that you got to see that. You got to see that. I'm like, what, man?

He's like, just come on.

We kind of lived out in the woods, and we went down there.

And, I mean, it was like a treasure hunter, you know, finding the lost Spanish de blooms under the ocean. We were like, oh, my God, this is the mother load. So as my mother recalls the story, we don't want to just grab, I don't know why we didn't just grab the paper bags they were in.

But we would go in and ask my mother for all the spare paper grocery bags.

And according to her, I don't remember this part.

She said, you guys were trying to convince me that you were collecting pine cones, which would be like anywhere in Washington State.

Like if you need them, they're probably in your yard. But she's like, you guys are kids, kids are stupid, whatever. But she goes, our entire yard was pine trees. There's pine cones all over the yard, but you guys didn't go to the yard. You went down the driveway and the driveway curved just enough that you just couldn't quite see the street from there and you guys would

walk back with bags and again I don't remember but she said she was in the kitchen the kitchen's on

the second floor so when she looked down she could see the tops of the bags and we were smart enough

and savvy enough to cover the tops with pine cones she's like but then it seems weird because you

got to taking all the pine cones

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