cemetery nonense

A slap chop. I think only slap chop with the one good eye. No, I'm googling this. I think if you're going down a Jared from Subway kind of direction, I'm not going to do it. I'm not doing any voices of anybody who might have been a pedophile. Yeah, we're pretty anti-pedophile. I'm googling it. Google it if you want. So the Riverside Cemetery too though, you know how that back area with all those little mausoleums were in the mud puddle? You know how they were like closed off by that chain? The Shamwow guy was not a perv. See, yes, I do remember how it was closed off by a chain. Maybe he wasn't a pedophile. He was probably a perv. I mean, most people are. But so we were walking and we had just passed that chained off area. And we're walking. Yeah, and just chilling and hanging out with my buddies and nothing exciting until the chain started rattling. All right, now. The chain started rattling. The chain started rattling and I turned around and I assumed that it was one of my buddies that had messed with the chain or trying to make a trick or something like that at me. But when I turned around, there was nobody anywhere near the chain. Not only that, but all my buddies were already running. And then I figured the next best thing is that it was probably coming from the mausoleums because they would chain the mausoleums up at night. Oh yeah, yeah, because people were stealing coffins and getting high in there. What? I had no idea we would smoke weed in the mausoleum on a dare. Yeah, well, it didn't have to be on a dare. I think you just did it for fun. What? Yeah, get high with the ghosts, man. They don't have a whole lot to look forward to. But it was terrifying and I do realize it doesn't sound all that dramatic until you're actually in the experience. And then it is terrifying. It is though, because like we went over to that St. Mary's Cemetery, you know, and the telephone, not telephone, the flagpole thing started going boom, boom, boom. It sounded like Morse code when we went up there in the 90s, you know? Yeah, yeah. It sounded like somebody was trying to say something, but none of us knew Morse code, so we were like, we should get the fuck out of here. We should have been a Girl Scout. So we run in the car and you know, we try to leave and we're literally like two forks in a circle and we should just be able to go around the flagpole and out the thing, but for some reason we got stuck driving around that flagpole like 10 or 15 times before the road appeared before us. We got stuck in an infinite loop. Yeah, it was an infinite loop. We had to like yell, hey, you have to let us out. And then poof, we came around and there was the road like clear as day. But Tanya, you have some stuff with the Riverside Cemetery too, don't you? I was just going to say that a lot of people say that weed wasn't that strong back in the day and then it got legal, but you guys sound really fucked up right there. A lot of fucked up. The Riverside Cemetery is basically my backyard growing up. We didn't have nothing else to do. We were like one of the last generations of latchkey kids. My mom never had any idea where we were. Amen to that. She'd be like, come in the door at sunset when the lights come up and you go, okay, and you come in the door and be like, I'm home, and then go back outside again. Yeah, for sure. I did the same thing. My mom had no idea where I was at any point. So all kinds of dumb stuff. Luckily, if it was summertime and we were in the season, we can go. How old were you at this point? How old are you now? Old enough. Jesus, what's wrong with you? I'm 42 now. We were goofing around in the cemetery when we were kids, but I was one of the older kids in our little clique, so 12, 13 years old, whatever. Okay, okay. But if we can get firecrackers, we could launch them at each other from across the tombs. If we had water balloons, same thing. If it was midnight, we'd run around playing tag, just falling on our asses all over the stones. That explains at least three concussions, I imagine. But there were definitely the mausoleums dug into the sides of the hill. You got to remember where we're at. We're just off the water of the Long Island Sound and we get steep hills. I mean. Yeah, it's very hilly. 45 degrees, like a fucking. Like a 45 degree angle. Oh yeah, crazy shit. Not like sloping, rolling, gentle shit like that. No, there's sheer cliffs too, yeah. So tombs built into the side of the hill and stuff like that. Did you ever bring your brother with you over there? Some of them are open. He was six years younger than me, but he was my brother, you know. So that's kind of similar like me and Jen where we got that space in between. It makes it weird. Yeah, but yours is decades. It's 11 years. It's not decades. Long fucking time, bro. And so what happened then? Well, I mean, different things, different nights. Weird stuff. Lights over there, over there. Ooh, lights. Flashlights and stuff, but there's nobody there at all. Snow on the ground and footprints that are too wide, too far apart to be. You mean like a Bigfoot? No, you got to get off this shit. There's not a Bigfoot living in the middle of a cemetery in the middle of a city. You don't know that. Doesn't make fucking sense. You don't know that. That's crazy. But there was definitely a dude living in that cemetery for a couple of years, but we just tried to stay, give him a wide berth because I know it wasn't official. It was super off the books. Yeah, you're not supposed to live in cemeteries. That dude could have gone wild. Why does nobody go, hey, can I rent a space in the cemetery? He wasn't the caretaker or anything because we. Oh fuck no, this dude was homeless. Oh. It was super off the books. So you never know. You know, like, hey, has he got a good story? Does he stab you? Things go on. I don't know. I don't want to find out. But as far as like paranormal stuff, I mean, hopefully by the time you get to the cemetery, you're good and proper dead. But we all know they made that mistake a bunch. And this cemetery goes back to, goes back. I know there was Civil War soldiers buried in there and stuff. And you get those like sad tombs with like the husband, the wife, and then like the four. 45 children. Children that were like marked in 32 days alive and two months, three. They didn't even name them. Shit like that. They didn't name their babies because they didn't have vaccines back then. So most babies didn't live to be a year anyway. Vaccines cause adults. Rough stuff. But if you can't go back home because it's the middle of the night and you got to take a shit, sometimes you got to take a shit in the cemetery. You shit in the cemetery? Are you serious? You try not to be too sacrilegious about it. This is why you're haunted. If you can't go back to the house. That's why you get a spooky dookie. Sometimes you just got to do. It's a normal, it's a normal, you know, body function. No, I have never, never in my 500 years on this planet pooped in a cemetery. Oh, this is the one that was just getting high in a mausoleum 30 seconds ago. That's okay. Smoke weed with the dead, man. That's communing with the dead, bro. You don't poop on them. I've never been so high in a cemetery. I thought murk lurkers from Phantasm were chasing me. Is that what they're called? Called murk lurkers. That's why I named them. I thought they were called crippled hermits. They're evil, evil Jawas. Evil Jawas, okay. Little dudes in little robes. Fucking ridiculous. Like the way she described them, I thought they were going to be a lot scarier. So I looked it up and they're not that. You were 15 and you just hitchhiked 400 miles. I went to Catholic school. A little shriveled up dude in a brown robe with a hood over his head is way fucking scarier. Yeah, I guess being a boy in a Catholic school is pretty terrifying. Way scarier in a fucking Catholic school. Shriveled dude in a brown robe. But you want to know what my favorite cemetery experience from New England was? So Kyle and I have been friends for a really long time. Like for 100 billion years. And we were driving around one night. And we were just aimlessly driving because there was nothing else to do. Yeah. So as we're driving, we come across a cemetery. And I want to say it was the Silvermine area. Okay. Kyle says something like that. But we were just driving around and then we pull up to the cemetery and I was like, oh look, dead people. I got so excited. Yeah, like as one does. Still do that by the way. Every time I pass a cemetery, I scream dead people. We just did that a few weeks ago. Because this one night though. And so at that point, I think Kyle was driving and so he just drove around it, right? Because that's what you do. And so we drove around it and then we're just driving along and along and along and the next thing you know, there's the cemetery. Except we didn't know it was the same cemetery at that moment. So we pull up to it and we're like, oh look, dead people. And so the first time we went right, so this time we're like, let's go left. And so then we're driving along and like another 10, 15 minutes pass and we come across the same cemetery at the same entrance. And we're like, oh, dead people. There was less enthusiasm that time. I had to say we ran into that cemetery five or six times that night and exactly down the same stretch of road, making different lefts, different rights, trying to get away from that one cemetery. You know, there's tracks. There's a lot of places in Norwalk and I don't know if so much blood was spilled in the ground, if that's a prerequisite for it or whatever, but there's so much of that. Like I can't tell you how many times. Why did you pick blood spill? Because I feel like if enough blood is spilled on a place, it becomes sort of a portal to the world of the dead. You know, I mean we had the Revolutionary War, we enslaved natives. But every cemetery is all the blood inside the body. Well, not just the cemetery. I'm talking about just Norwalk, Connecticut. Every little sink at the dentist office. Maybe. Oh wow, that explains my fear. Yeah, yeah, all the ghosts coming out of the sink and stuff. Yeah. The thing you got to know about Norwalk is where we're from, Connecticut, one of the original 13 colonies, go big 1-3, is every town is either named something out of the fucking Shire like Fairhaven or Greensport, or here's the name of the people we murdered, butchered, and transported off of this land, but we'll name it after them while they're gone. So the Norwalk were a tribe that lived there that were fucking decimated quick when the white people showed up. It wasn't no Trail of Tears for them. It was much worse and much more brutal. And there have been a lot of tragedies through Norwalk's history too, from the train crash in fifty five. And the next town over is called New Canaan, like it's the holy land reborn. And the next one over here is Westport, not to be confused with Eastport, that's a different town a little farther to the east. But over here is where we butchered this fucking tribe right into the dirt. So yeah, maybe. You don't have to go find like a Native American burying ground, you don't have to find an indigenous cemetery. Sometimes we made them ourselves right wherever the fuck we showed up with our guns. And diseases. And diseases. Here, have this blanket. Yeah. Slightly, slightly, slightly used disease-ridden blanket. People at Conne Connecticut didn't have enough money for extra blankets. God damn it. We weren't doing the smallpox blanket thing, we were just shooting them dead. Well, regardless of that, I tell you, I've had plenty of times where I've driven along in Norwalk where it's a similar thing, where you're driving down a straight road and you pass the same. You said straight road in Norwalk. Fair enough. But like a relatively straightish road, you know, one without a lot of circles and such, you know, a line, even if it's a wiggly one, nonetheless, that ends up back at the same place. Like Ohio Street was a kind of circular road. One time I got trapped there for hours, just going around circles with no exit. And then finally I just stopped in frustration, I was like, I'm gonna get out of the car and walk this slowly because I must be missing the way out, right? And then as soon as I stopped the car, there was plain as day a stop sign and a road, but that wasn't there for fifteen minutes. For anyone listening. Not the marijuana, don't smoke and drive. Smoke in cemeteries and let somebody sober drive, thank you. For anybody listening from pretty much anywhere else in the world where things make any kind of sense whatsoever, who gets what we're talking about. People from the UK, everybody else might not get it. But you're building a road and you think, well, we're gonna go that way for about five miles until we hit the next town. That's everywhere else. In New England and especially Connecticut, they were like, well, we're gonna go build a road, what do we do? Well, fucking old Bob farmstead over there put his flag in the mud and murdered a bunch of Native Americans and had a pig, so gotta go around his place. You take a little bit to the left. I think they just followed animal trails. They did not. There was some, there was, there was some. Animals and then horses. There was some indigenous, it was not that. It was about the guys, the white people that showed up and just planted flags in the fucking mud and then the roads came later. The roads came after, the kind of keys to the doors. But the Spanish at least laid down roads. Yeah, city planning wasn't a thing. But in the UK, because we're in New England, in the UK, roads don't make any fucking sense, you can't get anywhere in any amount of quick time. But yeah, but the problem is that when you go to a four-way intersection, you choose all three and you keep coming back to the same four-way intersection, driving up the same approach, the same cemetery. Terrifying. It's not, you know, that's not bendy roads. I never asked you, how did you feel about that when I was going down? Because I was kind of terrified. You were there with some guy named Kyle. Yeah, that's you. Tiny, tiny, tiny, tiny. Erase this whole section. Then what happened? You still didn't say how you felt about it. He crosses his arms. He didn't have a feeling. I don't want to be identified as Kyle again. Yeah. Okay. You're not Kyle. You said I'm hard as tiny and then you told a story about a guy named Kyle and I wasn't gonna say a word about it, that's fine. And then you said, but you are Kyle and now I'm like, oh shit. Oh, he's having a temper tantrum. Why are you fucking dead naming me? It's like if I called you a dude. Wait, were you a dude? Never. Okay. She's not even gender fluid, she's not even trying. No, she's not trying at all. She's like, no, I'm. You're a dead name, dude. Hetero female. Capicus. Dun dun dun. Well, he hasn't used my name either, so. It's fine. He can kick rocks. I specifically didn't, I haven't referred to you because I don't know what the fuck you want to be called. If you're thinking about referring to me, please don't. My pronouns are fuck off. Was, were. That's a ghost pronoun. All right, are we done with that? That was what? Okay. So, for cemeteries now, I have a theory about why there are things. Give me a stick. In cemeteries. Why, who needs a stick? Me. Why? Um. We're gonna get an um stick. Oh, son of a bitch. That's what I'm bringing here next week, I'm bringing an um stick. I'm gonna put a taser on the end of it. And it's been 26 years of being a tour guide and I've always trained, how many people have trained, don't use filler words and here I am just using filler words. I was like, I've got a bucket of all the ones I collected from the tour guides I've trained over all the years. And here's my um bucket, it's not a chum bucket, it's a fucking um bucket. In case anybody listening isn't familiar, between the three of us sitting here in this room, we have 50 years telling stories professionally in the French Quarter of New Orleans. That's about right. And this motherfucker's saying um out here. I got my um bucket, want some ums? No. I don't need any, I got rid of mine years ago. It's an um bucket, it makes um noise. Buckle on. Wait, there's more. You get a bucket over there. Absolutely incredible. Slap right across the face for saying I'm on a tour, but out here it's like. She's telling a story of her own personal experiences and doesn't know what to say, can't figure out her words and has to go with um. So, getting back to the point. I set my um bucket down, okay? It's over there. Getting back to a place we've never been. What the fuck are you talking about, the point? So, this is what attracted me to become a cemetery tour guide. I'm convinced that while people don't exactly haunt the places that their bodies are, I feel like that they absolutely are, there's something attracted to cemeteries. Some religions believe that the tether stays to the soul even long after it's. Yeah, the Catholic Church believes that you had to have a body to be resurrected into upon, you know, your resurrection on Judgment Day. That's why it wasn't allowed for cremation until the 1960s is when the Catholic Church was finally like, okay. I thought it was the 70s. It might have been. Some places. They only started recently allowing divorce, so fun times. Vatican II. Vatican II. These two grew up in an angry Catholic family. I grew up in an angry Catholic household. My grandfather went to his deathbed bitching about the fact that the mass wasn't said in Latin everywhere all the time to a language that nobody spoke and the Bible wasn't printed in a language nobody could read. He was angry. Well, that's how you actually get some of them. Average people weren't able to understand their own religion, pissed off about it. It was Vatican II, they said, all right, let's go, burn them up. Burn them. Light them on fire, pile them up high, burn them down. You know what, maybe we don't want y'all resurrected. Burn them. So that's why we have a lot of traditions that we have today surrounding cemeteries, like cemeteries having to be surrounded by iron gates and iron fences specifically, was to protect the bodies from these evil spirits that might want to jump into them and reanimate them and come to the neighboring villages. You were right, 1863. See, hey. Go on. Almost like a cemetery tour guide for a lot of that stuff. Almost. All the way up to the archdiocese is like, no, you can't come in our cemetery. Ours. That's it. We licked it, it's ours. Well, it was already theirs, but. Because they licked it. I always tell people don't lick anything in New Orleans. Oh God, definitely not. And yet, what was that one video of that guy licking the water on Bourbon Street? Drinking it. I kind of wonder. He chugged a pint and drank the muck in the bottom of the cup after the water. Whatever happened to him, I wonder if he's in a cemetery right now. I don't want to get too much into New Orleans. He's a tech bro now. Cemetery stories because we have nine. So many, no, I'm going cemeteries in general. So they believed if they put an iron there, it protected the people in there. But of course, many towns didn't have iron like. Protected them from grave robbers. True, yeah. Southern places like New Orleans that don't have rocks had to be real creative about it, but up north they got plenty of rocks, plenty of iron ore. So what we do is put the iron gates in the cemeteries, burial piles. People would do the, in the Victorian times, they would do the cages over the graves. Especially if they thought they were a vampire. Absolutely, they'd keep the people from vampires or demons or whatever coming back up. You're leaning in towards Tiny. Yeah, well, because he wants to say something but he doesn't want to say it. What the fuck are you talking about? How are you, you just lean at me with a microphone and then 30 seconds go by and then you go, no, but he wanted to say something. I would have already, fuck Jesus Christ. I can't wait till Yeah, just not work for a moment. It turned right back on. In nineteen ninety seven, the battery didn't drain. He doesn't know about paramo with us. We're not talking about twenty twenty six and nineteen ninety four Geo Metro. We're talking nineteen ninety seven. It's a few years old. Yeah, back when it was a fucking primo ride. But I will say, I will say that you might be onto something because there are several theories that ghosts aren't real and they're demons or entities posing as said ghost people. That makes sense. Like we did do the whole, we touched on why we masquerade in costume for Halloween because the spirits are going to get you and all the stuff getting you. And I think that's why we do a lot of the protections that we do today. Tiny just thinks all this is ridiculous. How are you a ghost tour guide and you are giggling about? We hide our identities on All Hallows' Eve so we can run around making fucking mischief because the next day is the day we have to be respectful of our ancestors. That's Mardi Gras. That's Mardi Gras. Fat Tuesday is where you do forty days worth of sin before forty days worth of Lent. You do forty days worth of sin on Fat Tuesday, get fat so you can get lean over the next forty days. Somebody tell you why you are taking them off. All Hallows' Eve is about acting a goddamn fool. People don't understand it well enough where they had to have Devil's Night before All Hallows' Eve so you can act a fool before you act a fool. No, no, no, we already did this. You weren't here for it. So now we are talking about why the cemeteries are, why the energies are, the Entergy. Jesus fucking Christ. Now Entergy. Yeah, you got me all fucked up. You go to that cemetery on the wrong night. Entergy will send you a bill. You go to the cemetery on the wrong night and oh my god, but you will have a bill you won't believe. You'll be running your air conditioner all through the summertime. Entergy builds up at the gates of the cemetery. They do, and then they'd be like, you owe us three hundred and eighty one dollars plus deposit. And you are like, I don't even live here. And they're like, not our problem, dude. Yeah, no, we're going to sue you now. You okay? No, he absolutely fucking derailed me. I am getting my unbucket. Fine, I am coming over here. I derailed her like a train with one fucking wheel. Hold this unbucket. I couldn't rail her. I couldn't get her on the track. That's a cousin you shouldn't be railing. And I want to fucking bullshit, do whatever I want. Stop leaning that microphone if you don't want me talking. Okay, well, we should have known this happened. No, Chrissy just said, oh, did you just deadname me? I don't know what your fucking name is. You don't even know what your fucking name is. Chopikus. That's bullshit. That started what five minutes before I got here. What the fuck are you talking about? Or Chopikus when you were like six or something. Five. Five. Okay, so what do you want? Pork chop? Chopikus. Chopikus. Okay, I am going to call you nothing at all now. Please do not refer to me. Only using pronouns. You are only getting pronouns. They, them, she, her, it. Yeah, Chopikus. The shittiest, smelliest, honey bacon glazed gladiator there ever was. Chopikus. Yes, yes. Came out with a ham on his head. It's like you got the idea from the first moment you heard it. With a sausage in his hand swinging over his head. Chopikus. And he thinks he's good at nunchucks. So. God. All right. Wow. Let's go back to the energy bill thing. Pork chop. So to bring us back around to the place we've never been is the point. If you are not familiar, Entergy is the electric company in Louisiana and the French Quarter runs the cemeteries. Jennifer just died a little. So if you come to the cemetery, get a bill. And you are behind in your checking account, you better not go near the cemetery. Here is the unbucket. Just put those in there. This is outrageous. This is outrageous. Well, it's better than being erased. Especially against my ass. I think they brought me here just to make fun of me. You are the only one making fun of anybody. You are the one trying to sleep with the dead. Well, as a white man, I'll tell you, as a white man, I feel attacked. Sorry, sorry for a white man on this podcast. I am sure you do. Oh my god, I am dead. It's tough for a white man on this podcast. Wow. Surrounded by Jen who's a generation older than I am and you who's accusing her of having white people problems before. She did, she still does. I am dead. Just so diverse in here. I don't feel safe in the workplace. You are not getting paid. Don't worry, nobody's getting paid. Volunteerism at its worst. That's not, no. Nobody's talking about cemeteries no more. Get after it. You guys are supposed to run the show around here. We would, but you guys stop talking. Yes, yeah. You'll see what we deal with all the time. This is all the time. I feel worse for Chopikus because Chopikus has to ride with Tiny in the car all the way to New Orleans every day. He's asleep. It's fine. You roofied him, don't you? You just put roofies in his diet coke. I don't have to. I brought you a diet coke and he's like, yay, and then he's asleep. Like the kid whose parent gives him NyQuil every time they get in the car. Totally legal too. Is it? No. Oh, yeah. Man, that's pretty fucked up if it was, dude. I don't know what people be doing. There is a lot of things I would not do. Benadryl. Benadryl. You can't have symptoms if you are unconscious. They should sponsor us. Benadryl? No, they got the hat man. Have you heard about the hat man? No. Oh no, if you take enough Benadryl, right, you have your night of stupor and you are just like completely unconscious. But when you wake up, there is a man wearing a hat in the corner. You are talking about the Babadook. No, it's the hat man. That's my husband. Babadook. He's not your husband. He's always the man in the corner with a hat. It's a Babadook. Now you guys are doing. No, it's the hat man. It's a totally different thing. Now you guys are doing creepypasta. We did creepypasta. We did that for Halloween. You did that. I didn't do shit. Yeah, you were taking your baby out for her birthday. So I didn't do shit. Yeah, you were like, I am going to take my kid out for her twenty-first. I am surprised you haven't heard about the hat man. I have not because I have not. Especially if you are a chronic Benadryl user, which you shouldn't do. Not at all Benadryl user. I've taken it like three times in my whole life and I hated it. Yeah, well, it's a first generation, so you shouldn't. That's why you put vodka in it. Then again, counteract the. You should not put vodka and Benadryl together. Oh my god. Do not endorse this. Counteracts the hat man. Hat man. If you are not putting. There is a secret hat man in the corner. All I know from President Trump is the following. If you are not staring at an eclipse, if you are not putting bleach in your veins to counteract the Wuhan flu, and if you are not putting vodka in your Benadryl to counteract the fucking hat man, then what are we doing? We might as well be fucking socialists. This is goddamn America. This is goddamn America. Get your shit right. Goddamn America. Well, I tried. I tried. You know what? This is pretty much our podcast for today. Well, we started with some serious shit, but we ended up with whatever the fuck this is. And I hope y'all enjoyed that because you know what? I am not editing this. I am just going to throw it in the universe because this is fucking gold. They never let me tell my stories. Tell the story. It's already been a way, man. Now you've already done the outro. It's weird now. That wasn't the outro. That wasn't an outro. You just said, well, it's been real. It's been real, but we can keep going. We've done that before. Chop and I have started an outro and then twenty minutes later and people love it. It's fine. They're listening to us while they're mopping their floors. Look, you have attention. I am getting attention. Everybody's looking at you. The unbucket's right here. Everyone stop looking at me. I can't. Fucking weird. Okay, but what's your story? I am not on the spot. Yeah, but it's your story, so just tell it. It was your outro. It's your fucking podcast. I am just a guest. Fuck do I know? Listen, what they're not telling you and what you need to know about cemeteries, especially in our area of New England, the original thirteen colonies, one three, big ups. That's going to be his catchphrase. I am telling you that a lot of them started out the back of somebody's house. Grandmanny died. What do we do? Get a shovel. The Catholic cemeteries like St. Mary's that Jen was talking about, that's where you have to pay big fucking money to the Catholic church so that they can get donated free land from some parishioner, then they can charge you afterwards for being buried in there, and then they can charge you for mowing the lawn over the top of your dead relatives. It's a whole fucking racket. We didn't even talk about the Little Road Schoolhouse Cemetery. Oh god, I love that one. So we have cemeteries in our town. Well, fuck it, we have homes that people live in in our town that are going back to the sixteen hundreds, sixteen twenties, I think is the oldest schoolhouse or the oldest farmhouse that's up there. We have people buried that we will never know where they are at. You come at me with that bullshit. Come at me with that fucking bucket. Get out of here. But we have people buried up there that we'll just never know about because there weren't these big granite slabs that are laser engraved. They just put granny in the backyard. Just out the back door, wood cross and a strong wind. Especially when it was really cold out, yes, you couldn't break the ground, you had to put her somewhere. A wood cross and a strong wind and we never find the granny again. It's a hell of a thing to say, but it's true. That flowed well. I like that. Under our properties, under our homes, under our feet, under our buildings, all that. It's a hell of a thing to say, but to respect the dead is to remember the dead, not to fucking put up a rock in a field somewhere. That's why I don't get when people get mad. They're like, why are you going to the cemeteries? I am like, to respect them. I love hanging out with dead people. I feel like when I am dead. A cemetery is a quiet place to read a book, a place to go freak out your little brother, or in this case, twenty. Your younger sister. Eleven, two hundred years. Smoke a shitload of weed and we can't tell which eighties it was. All kinds of stuff, but it's not. I don't think you know the people aren't there. They're not there. They're wherever they are. I don't know, but they're not there. I mean, like, what the fuck? You live a life of like, say, even a young life of forty years. Forty years on this earth. That's not young. At one point that was tipped off. Yeah, but I am living forever, so slow the fuck down. Forty years young kid. Immortality runs in the family. Forty years old, you don't know anything. You are figuring shit out. You got a family to look after. You got bills to pay. All that kind of stuff. And then one day you fucking are down high by the train tracks because the cops are after you. You know, and a train sneaks up behind you. This is how fucking high she was when the little Jawas came out. She didn't go time. I was not high. The train snuck up on her. Didn't see it coming. Didn't hear it. Came out of nowhere. Swerved into her while she was trying to swerve. Shot little guys out and burlesque sack. But perhaps on that particular. Ejaculated burlesque sack where he was. But perhaps on that particular evening, the train catches up with you and you snuff it. You are just outro here. I just want to thank everybody for listening to whatever the fuck this was this week. I'm getting hungry. Let's go have lunch. But we should have a lunch. We should do a lunch. And uh we're going to do lunch at a place that we're not going to mention because they haven't sponsored us yet, but we are going to go ahead and take the time to thank our sponsor, uh, Thorn and Thistle Leather Supply, who has donated this space to us. Thorn and Thistle. If you need uh some leather or chew on some gristle, Thorn and Thistle. Come on down. Lumbertown, Mississippi, not spelled Lumbertown. Forget the W, we don't need it. We got no W's in the Lumbertown, Mississippi. We got Thorn and Thistles though, so many you won't believe it. Oh, thank goodness. Shem wow. There's doors. On the other side of the door, there's the Thorn and Thistle. The Thorn and Thistle. And if you want to know, there's a bear on the sign, not a thorn or a thistle. It's Thorn and Thistle Leather Supply. You need slush? We need leather. Let's get some leather down at Thorn and Thistle. Okay, well that happened. Um, so yeah, I think we're good though. Well, let's not forget our other sponsor of the day. The internet. Thanks internet, you're the bomb. Wouldn't be able to do it without you. Oh my god. Anyway, so thank you Thorn and Thistle for donating us this space, this time, this computer, this equipment. And it's located at 109 West Main Avenue in Lumberton, Mississippi. So hopefully you guys... 139 West Main Avenue, Lumbertown, Mississippi. Forget the W, don't need it. Lumbertown, Mississippi. No W. Tiny out. Out. All right, well. It's been lovely spending time with you guys. I really enjoyed it a lot. I think I had some valuable input. I really enjoyed your stories and everything. Like, you have to say tiny tiny tiny like Beetlejuice and he stops. No. He goes back in his chair. If you say it three times, you're gonna regret it. We already do. So, Choppa is out. Raven absolutely out. Thank you guys so much for listening to this nonsense. It's been a real pleasure. Been here the whole time. Name is Tiny. Tiny's the name, Tiny's the game. Tiny tiny tiny.