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Good morning, good morning.

Welcome to Thursday.

This is Luanna Toti Extra.

I'm Louisa Zisman.

You're Anna Williamson. We are not joined by Imogen Rose Hart. She's still in America. So if you're watching on YouTube, I'm looking at my phone, not because I'm distracted, because... We're having to control and produce ourselves. We are. We all know that. It's an absolute pain. I'mo does this, I think, periodically just to remind us how

indispensable she is. Yeah, true, but we do cope well without her, so... Well, fuck you Emma. Well, you say that. I think we fall apart after time. We do. To come back, M.O. But in the meantime, I have been prepped with all of the guff that you've sent in. Now, this is Luana totallyoti Extra, which means extra rants, extra chats, extra

confessions, extra stories. It's all about you. Very popular feature. Love this. So,

first up, a misheard lyric from Anonymous. So loose whole, Imogen. Immo is just having the best

time. Imogen, you are wasted. She really is. It's wasted on this. Hi, Luana and I'm Immo. I have one for your misheard song lyrics. Keep me in on as I'm a teacher. I love a teacher, confess. Last Christmas, I put on some Christmas songs whilst the children were working. Oh, I love this song. Feliz Navi Dad. I love it. My kids love this song. So do mine. We listen to it all the time. Begins playing and one of the children announces, I love this song. It's my favourite. Oh, no cutie. He then proceeded to sing the lyrics. Lou, a fleece for my dad.

At the top of his body. Oh, that's so cute.

Oh, that little baby cutie.

He couldn't work out why we found it so funny.

But it did become the new lyrics for my whole class.

And I can't help but sing this virgin every time I hear the song.

A fleas for my dad.

Have a merry Christmas. A fleas for my dad. Oh, it's so good. Oh, bless them. Actually, this brings us. I know I don't want to mention the C word. Christmas. But I reckon miss her song lyrics. We need to start seeing those up for Christmas. Start getting them in now, guys. We could do renditions. Yeah, let's do that.

Right, we've now got a voice note rant from Lauren.

Hello, Luana. I'm fucking pissed off. And this is sort of a live rant because I've just got back of a dog walk. And this happens quite regularly that if you have a dog and you can't control

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