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A Breezy, I once did acid at a hotel and thought of the painting of the bowl of fruit in our room, knew where we were doing drugs, and somehow they were going to tell the front desk that we were doing drugs and we were going to get kicked out of the hotel.

Hello there!

Let's... That's how I start the podcast.

Yeah, hello there.

You want to be that, hello there, welcome to another war story.

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That'll edit up fine.

Nailed it.

This one here for Anonymous.

A couple of years ago when I was walking through a lunchroom at work, I noticed a bowl of scorpion peppers with a sign on that said, take one.

Why would you take one?

Why would you take one?

So I did and boy oh boy, I did not realise at the time what a mistake that was.

Fast forward a few months and I was in early and killing time and noticed the pepper sitting on the shelf behind my desk.

I thought it'd be a good idea to open up the pepper and collect the seeds and try and grow my own pepper plants.

Fucking idiot.

What a fucking idiot.

I went ahead and removed the seeds and carried on.

About half an hour later I collected the seeds and I had to go to the bathroom.

I did and when I got back to my office I sat down and I started to feel a burning in my crotch.