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Emileigh Only Jack Churchill

Emileigh Only Jack Churchill

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Hey. Minus two. Hold on, I'm going to double check because I'm paranoid. Okay, we're good. Blue squiggle means, means audio work. Okay, got it. I can't do it. Red button means start. Square means stop. Fucking stupid brain. All right, you get into that intro. You got it. Okay, we're good. Do you want to do the chocolate woman again? Like the grandma? Chocolate! We don't. We're doing it anyway. Hey. Let's do this shit. So excited. Right you are. Wait, do you hear something? Look. There's a guy on one of those boats. Holy shit, he's throwing a grenade. Duck! Dude, the other soldiers have guns. Run, run away! Are those bagpipes? I'm so excited. This sounds vaguely familiar, but name only. That was going to be my next question. Okay. Poor Jack. Right. Nice. I mean, he has a bagpipe and a sword in World War II. I'd say that's pretty bold. And a long bow. I love this man already. What a name. Okay. All right. Nice. He rode 1,500 miles on a motorcycle? It didn't total the motorcycle. He just got up and just kept on with his life? No. Oh, I want to know about the water buffalo. Nice. Yeah. Oh, it is loud. You feel it and you hear it. Like, it is insanity. Or terrify you if you're on the other side of it. Oh. 29. They were tired of him. What a man. I feel like in every podcast so far, I've said that I wanted to be someone's friend. I've never meant that more than right now. I want to be his friend. I want to get into shenanigans. Oh, goodness. Like Felix Carvajal. Mr. Felix. I can still appreciate a little bit. I like the facial hair. It's a thing. I love that. Was he just good at everything? Why did he word it like that? He was good at everything. Okay. Wait. No, you're right. You're right. Hold on a second. Hold on a second. Please tell me he skied with the bagpipes. Please. Oh, could you imagine? With, like, a bow and the bagpipes? Yes. All of it. They're dying. Okay. Oh. Right. Right. Yeah. You're naked without your sword. Yeah, yeah. Wow. I bet he took so many of his enemies, like, just off guard that they didn't even shoot at him because they were like, wait a minute. Okay. Oh, my God. Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm. Okay. I'm just tired. Me in war. I don't want to. Catch me getting shot before I run. He was lucky it was just the ear. Right. What? What an efficient maniac. I mean, he gets shit done, but it's so chaotic. I love it. Good for him. He didn't want to go back just yet. Oh, my God. Could you imagine being married to him? Good. Good. You've got to have an energy matcher at that, when you're that chaotic. You've got to have someone who can more than just hang on for the ride. You need someone else steering the ride, too. I love her, too. How did I know? So she just told him, like, hey, something's broken. You need to go fix it. This is my ship. I'm running this. Duh. Boat etiquette. I love this. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Yeah. I'm sorry. 42 prisoners? How the fuck do you do that? I don't know. Yeah. Well, fuck off, then. Yeah. Mm-hmm. Right. Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm. I am literally speechless right now. Oh, my God. He just befriended one of his captors. No! He's naked now. He doesn't have his broadsword. Oh. Mm-hmm. Oh. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Goddamn. Yeah. Okay. Wait, this dude, the lights went out, and he was like, huh, let's start. They can't see me. He just, fuck off. This man doesn't give a shit about anything. He's just like, I'm going to go over there. And then he goes over there. Holy shit. Uh-huh. Mm-hmm. Right. Oh, what the fuck? Okay, I definitely don't condone keeping a war going for ten years just because you enjoy it. But what an attitude. I mean, that's a man who knows what he loves. I'm glad it stopped, though. But, um... Mm-hmm. Yeah. Right. Mm-hmm. This is probably the most credible. Yeah. Yeah. Mm-hmm. Right. Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm. Yeah. Holy shit. You just confuse everyone enough. If you make yourself look like enough of a madman, people will leave you alone. Mm-hmm. Right. Yeah. Yeah. Oh, my God. Wow. Mm-hmm. Wow. What? Oh, my gosh. Well, fuck them. Yeah. Well, they can kick rocks. So... Just because. Oh. What movies were they? Did I say what movies they were? Yeah. Of course he was really good at it. Right. Credit for what? Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Is he the reason that I can, like, surf behind our boat? Thanks, Jack. Right. Right. Right. But he rode it for a mile. He's just out here just killing it at this life thing. He's just having a good time. Oh, God. I believe it. I love this man so much. Tell me that wasn't an intrusive thought that he just acted on one day and just kept doing it. Yeah, he just kept doing it. Right? I love this so much. Yeah. Of course. I love this. Wow. The worst he had was that cut on his forehead. He got knocked out by a grenade, not killed. And he just fucked off a concentration camp because the lights flickered. Yeah. I could never. I sprained my ankle a month ago, and I'm still wearing my ankle brace. Like, I can't. I've got it on right now. Hike the Alps? No, ma'am. Root soup. And he would have. He would have. Oh, my God. Legit, yeah. So was he able to, like, I'm assuming he was able to help the other people that were still in the concentration camp, I'm sure eventually. Yeah. What? Right. Yeah. Right. Oh, my God. See you later. Bye. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. 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