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Welcome to the Absolutely Not Podcast, where we do the most in the least at the same damn time.

I'm your host Heather McMahon.

Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to another episode of the Absolutely Not Podcast,

where living in wild times I swear to God it's been an emotional fucking roller coaster.

Do you have the penics? I don't know. Is it acid reflux? Is it anxiety? Is it COVID-19?

Or did you just have too much hot sausage? What is it? Hot pockets. I've been eating so much

kylbasa sausage on my, I guess quote unquote wellness journey and quarantine lockdown. The

my acid reflux has been through the roof. I'm going to bring in a special guest to the podcast

somebody whom I hold dearly to my heart, but who is also suffering with the exact same ailments I

am. Same amount of acid reflux, same amount of anxiety. And honestly at this point, same amount of

body and facial hair. Ladies and gentlemen, please without further ado, welcome to the podcast,

my one and only fiance. The Italian stallion, Jeff Daniels. Hi, honey. Hey, babe.

You can just hold the fucking microphone. I am, but you know, it's day eight of quarantine, I think,

and I haven't killed you yet. So we're going strong. Listen, okay, this whole episode is going to be

about survival. What we've been doing. I hope that other couples listen to this together,

because they're probably locked up raw together as well. I want to lay the card on the table. I,

uh, since I've been locked up with you, and there's a lot of things that you do that just really,

it's like nails on a chalkboard. It's, uh, acrylics on the outside of my jettatrunk, if you will.

Well, I've noticed some things too, but I just keep reminding myself that I loved you before this.

I love you during this, and I will continue to love you after this. Even though I made

momentarily want to put a pillow over your face. Okay. I feel like you're just doing that to really

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