Blum me know how I can tell that the Rona is running rabid again.

How's that?

No more toilet paper.

Oh, really.

Well, a couple things going on this weekend.

So I had some groceries that were supposed to be delivered on Friday afternoon.

I didn't get them until Saturday morning, which is fine.

Whatever, it's like first world problems right and like the cleaning supplies that I

asked for just didn't show up because they're all out so people are

anticipating another lockdown perhaps.

Yeah, I feel like that and then sounds like the toilet paper isles are completely out.

Why is it that we as Americans when we get afraid by booze, guns, and toilet paper?

What is the situation here?

Man, you need to go to a psychology class to figure that out.

I mean you're just worried that those are the things you're going to need the most.

I don't know what in order, in what order.

Guns, alcohol, and

and let's not use those three things together.

A big shout out to Meck-Tine, Meckton Corporation for sponsoring the

Weekly Williamson Bloom. Maybe we're going to start calling again the quarantine podcast. We're headed that way. We're just

trying to make everybody smile. There's nothing funny about the coronavirus, but we may as well.

Bloom and I have been locked in our houses with our kids just yelling at us all weekend.

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