That's right.

That's right.

I will see your dump and raise you a thousand.

That's right, folks.

It's time for the voicemail dump truck slowly pulling into your neighborhood,

knocking over all the fucking mailboxes,

running over the occasional house cat or two.

Oh, no.

Or all of them. No, the neighborhood cats no what's up fuck up oh my god is that you cat god

is that you yes yes yeah fuck you cat god um what's up wow wow wow it's a voicemail dump truck. As you know, come on. You've been here before. Uh, Jan Ochoa, how are you? Uh, next question, please. I don't, I'm all out of them. That's all I wanted to hear from you. Jason A. Striker. What's up, man? Um, I'm doing pretty good. It's my wife's birthday today. Happy birthday, Lisa. Happy birthday, Lisa. Yeah, she doesn't listen to the show. Okay. We'll just send our regards in that. Never mind. I'll let her know. Let her know. And finally, the cat god herself. Jess O'Brien, what's going on?

The cat defender has logged on.

It's not being.

I defend cats.

Stop being mean.

I defend them last, but I defend them.

Oh.

How are you doing, Jeff?

Thank you for asking, Jason.

I'm hanging in there.

It's a lot of rain up here in New Jersey.

I know most of the people on the show or West Coast people don't know what it is.

I'm the only West Coast person here right now, so I don't know what rain is.

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