I have a least favorite part of the wedding.

Ooh. It was when they were supposed to get in their car and leave like a fairy tale ending.

I freaking sat in the back seat of that car with no AC on.

They're like, I'm not even kidding like four.

Are you both in the queue for tickets?

Yeah, I've got like 27 tabs open.

I'm ready to someone who ever gets through first.

I mean to, found a good spot for phone signal.

I don't know if I can hold my arm up here for long though.

Oh, hold on.

Yes, I'm in. Tickets in the basket. Monzo me. Done. Sent. Oh, that was quick. I'm still feeling in my billing address, but thank you. Pay your friends back instantly.

Money never felt like Monzo.

Download your new favourite bank.

UK residents tease and sees a play.

40 minutes and then they get in the car and the second they sit down make a

big shirt. He was excited, let me tell you man.

What? It was like the second the door closed and were like,

noo, yeah, this matter is ready to get home.

Do I look like baby gron quantity of this?

Stop doing that.

I would kick you off the podcast

if you were baby gronk right now.

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