apologies for my mic buzzing. i might get a new one if i feel like it. anyway, i was low energy this ep and dylan really carried it, so kudos to him. i'll do better next time.

sometimes you spend all your energy getting there and when you get there you have no energy left and it takes energy to stay there, them's the rules, partner.

we recorded last night and I already forgot what we talked about lol i just remembered at the time this would be a good name for the ep. if you're listening hi, shoot me a dm if you see this and i will send you a kissy face emoji for free.

skip the first like 20 minutes if you don't want to hear us set up audio, don't skip if you're into that shit. anyway we took two weeks off to think about the trajectory of our shitty lives and we came up with nothing so we're back to podcasting, very chekhovian.

is the microphone makin that noise or is there a lightning bug stuck in my throat?

inside baseball with the fort oglethorpe boys. never forget golden corral.

hangin' out by the bridge, smokin' cigarettes, eating wally's, committing suicide in front of a bunch of people, now that's praxis.

do you ever see someone wearing a weird shirt and then you worry they'll think you're staring, but you kind of are because their shirt is so weird and you want to just keep looking at it and it's like, "why'd you wear such a weird shirt if you were going to get huffy over me looking at it for a second, excuse me!"

did you ever have a dream that s- that, that you, um, you had, you'd, you... you had, you could, you would, you'd do, you want, you could do so, you, you'd do, could, you'd want him to do you so much you could do anything?

if you're listening to this you're too nice. seriously, practice better discretion with the things you listen to.