You're referring to the charter guests that said, go ahead, unpack my bag.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Feel free to unpack your bag when you have an instrument that sole purpose is to rupture your asshole.

Yeah.

Oh, that's next to my socks.

Right, right, right, right.

Feel free to put those in a way.

And maybe rupture isn't the right word.

They're meant to kind of arouse and stretch the capacity of the rectal cavity. Now you could

ask yourself, I thought that was just for shitting. A new episode of another below deck podcast.

It's a new season. It's a new deal. It's a new pat.

Hey, permission to come aboard.

Hey. Hey. Hey. I want to get on that fancy elevator.

It's not, I mean, it's like a, there's a facade because it, it, uh, it's kind of like Disneyland where

there's this lovely outside, but in the back, there's somebody who's making like $7 an hour

being screamed at for having a mustard stain on their face, you know?

So, uh, the elevator doesn't work.

Uh, broke down first episode, but this boat looks great.

I like it.

V too.

We come from the doldrums of the clown car of Parsifal onto this metropolis.

What is that word?

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