BudPod with Phil Wang & Pierre Novellie - S2e16 Breaking The Seal

Episode Date: January 11, 2026

Glenn and Pierre talk teenage pub experiences, the awkwardness of hearing your parents swear, Glenn’s tabloid-style news piece, and a disconcerting listener dilemma. Watch full episodes of BudPod on Youtube! Watch, like and subscribe here - https://youtu.be/ouKXwhGbrCAGlenn is on tour across the UK now! Dates and tickets here!Email or Dm us your cryptic crossturds, altered lyrics, worm stories and more at [e-mail] or @budpodofficial on Instagram.Join the BudPod Patreon for access to the BonusPod episode every week, the GeorgePods every month, discounted and early access to live shows and more to come! Join here from £4 a month.BudPod Live! October 12th, 2025 - Cheerful Earful Podcast Festival, London. Tickets on sale now! - HERE Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

It's Budpod 16. 16 Budpod Season 2 can legally open its own bank account. Ah. We've turned 16. And it used to be that you could buy cigarettes. Buy cigarettes and for national lottery. I think we can't do those things just yet, but give us a couple of weeks. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Yeah, just a couple of weeks to go. I just remember finding it so weird as a teenager that you couldn't drink, but during GCSEs, you could be like, God, GCSEs are so stressful. I'm going to go forever. A cigarette. Yeah, like during your math exam. During your math exam. Getting ash all over the tail,

over your edXL sheet. Yeah. Was there anything at any age bracket where you're like, I've turned this age, oh my God, I'm going to do this thing I can legally do for the first time right now. 21, rent a van.

Just rent a big moving van. No, I don't. 16, start an apprenticeship. Day one. I'm going to learn and earn I don't think so there was enough underage drinking going on that the mystique of that had

I will say one thing though that marks me out as as a peculiar foreigner in British culture I didn't the sombrero my many gods sombrero with corks hanging down It's all over the place.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. I'm Australo-Mexican. Ola, my. Ola, mate. Ola, mate? Are you a Mexie? A mexico? Yeah.

I've often tried to think of how I would spell the word no the way Australian girls say it. No? No. Yeah, it's like NOI. with like a maybe a little hat over the eye. It's at least another seven vowels after that. In my head it looks like an Inuit name or something where you just go like, that's from a language that's nowhere near Europe.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Because of forever. Tilda over one of the nouns, yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Legally did I do, yeah, I think drinking stuff when I was like 13, that was when it was like at parties. So like people drink at parties, but unlike someone who maybe is quote unquote, you know, like really definitely British.

Like, you would not think this of me. Yes. I never went into a pub. Oh, right. Ever, ever. You have as a kid. It's not... Pub's the way they are in the UK

aren't really a thing in South Africa at all. There's just, there's bars or restaurants, like, grills and stuff. Yeah, it's like undercover police in Singapore. There's one on every street corner. In England, it's like, you've always... Like, when I went to L.A. with a friend years ago, and we just thought we could walk and find a pub or a bar, and you just give us...

That's not how it works. In London, for instance, or most cities or towns in the UK, if you walk for 10 minutes in one direction, there will be one. There will be a pub. And also, like, my people that I know who grew up in England, but also like my nephews, for example, they know what the pub is, and they're like seven, and they've been to them. I didn't go to one until I was, like, having a drink myself.

I was never taken to one as a kid. You never went and had a meal in a pub garden. Pub culture wasn't a thing for my parents. They weren't really into it. Well, see, that's the thing. Me too. And I think that that marks you out as unusual. Yeah, I probably should have been taken.

some point. If a former Prime Minister is leaving his kids there, do you know, and David Cameron did that, you go back, yeah. But it's such a thing, like my nephews are like the pub. You go there and you can have chips and you know, and there's sometimes there's sports on a big TV. Oh yeah, do you know what, I took the wretch to a pub. Yeah?

Last summer, so he would have been about to turn three. And what happened was it was one of Katie's cousins, it was her wedding and she was getting married at Oxford University. Because her and her husband both studied there. It would be insane if they You can rent it.

I bet they'd let you rent it out. That'd be weird. It was always my dream to get married at Oxford Brooks. Anglia-Roskin, big, big, you know, huge, perfect wedding. But they had a no-kid policy, which I was like fully on board with. Yeah. Fully on board with. And so I was like, well, I'll just, I'll take the hit on this one,

and I'll just push the rat around Oxford in a buggy and did. And then it started to actually piss it down with rain. So I was just a guy walking around in like a drenched suit on a Saturday morning. So you looked like a sinister painting. A sinister painting, like pushing this buggy around. And the wretch fell asleep. So I just sort of pushed the buggy down so it was now like a flat bed. And I had a rain cover over it.

And then I was like, it's going to be over in like 20 minutes. Why don't I just go to the pub? Yeah. It would be absolutely fine. And so when you're going upstairs, you walk backwards with a buggy. And so I walked backwards with the buggy. And I forgot that he both wasn't strapped in and was. just lying horizontal.

So when I pushed him upwards and the buggy went up at an angle, I wallace engromoted him and the wretch just slid out like the cream from an acclair and just slid out and fell onto this soaking wet pavement in Oxford. And it was like, oh, what have I done?

But why didn't it have a lip? There isn't one. Buggies don't have that, they don't have that. Because they don't expect you to have it completely horizontally. So he was absolutely fine. But what happened was he went from

being peacefully fast asleep to being soaking wet outdoors on the pavement, having woken up falling. Sorry, you... You know that, is it the myochronic jerk, the thing you get sometimes when you're just falling in steep and you suddenly go, blah, is that? You did, to your wretch, your three-year-old,

you made him go through the way Mr. Bean arrives at the start of a Mr. Bean episode at the end. He falls onto a hard, wet pavement in the rain. Yeah, it was... It's raining meant him. I cannot think of a more, as an adult, especially, distressing way to wake up. then tumbling onto a soaking pavement in the middle of the street.

It's what frat boys would do to wake someone up who's fallen asleep on a sofa as a prank. It's the way you wake someone up by throwing them out of a pub when they've passed out. Get out of here, Rami. So he obviously absolutely fine. It wasn't hurt in any way because he lands on his bum. It was obviously just very distressed by that's how he woke up.

But then people were like coming to help. And I was like, no, everything's fine. But I realized I'm a soaking wet man in a suit at like 11 a.m. on a Saturday trying to go into a pub. It was so deep. Deeply suspicious looking and horrible, but that was, within minutes, we were having chips. He was having an orange juice and we were watching Spidey and Friends, and he was having the absolute time of his life. So his first pub experience then was like, what a great tonic for the trauma that had just come before it.

So he's a great first pub experience. Well, this is the thing. And I just, I remember being allowed to drink legally. And I felt like I had, I felt that it was almost somehow inappropriate that the first time I was, walking in through the doors of a pub, was as an 18-year-old going, well, what's it like in here then? Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Like, I didn't know. Like, you had your first passport. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Like if you'd only ever... I try to think of like an analogy. I just feel like it took me longer to be comfortable with it because I was walking around the pub going like, oh, this is like in Sean of the Dead, you know?

Yeah. Because I had no other reference point. Yeah, oh, man. Also, never been to a curry house. You'd never been to a curry house? Nope, till I was over 18. Wow, I mean, I don't know how that wouldn't have come up, but I can understand it. My parents don't like spicy food, and also I think there was maybe like one carry place on the Isle of Man.

I'm trying to think if there's anything that I was really late to in general. I remember feeling restricted by stuff, isn't even laws in place. But like, TV was quite restricted when I was growing up. And you're allowed to have like one hour of free TV time when you got home from school. And you can watch whatever you want it, one hour of PlayStation or whatever you could do that. But then in the evenings, if my parents watching TV, you could watch, as long as they're watching, you're a last to watch too, and that's fine. But in terms of your own personal time, one hour, and that is it, like, to the minute. And I never had a TV in my room.

And then my parents moved to house when I was 18, like, just about to go to uni. And I got into my new bedroom, whatever, and I was like, oh, there's a TV in here. And they were like, yeah, yeah, we just figured you can have a TV in your room. I've not once in my life turned that on, because I'm like, well, not allowed. And to be state, we, as adults, have a TV in our bedroom. And if I'm there on my own, I almost never turn it on, because I think my... Because it's a subconscious part of me, it's like, well, not allowed. I'll be in trouble.

I'll be in trouble. I can't have a TV on. You're like one of those old guys who was in, like, prison in the 60s, who stands to attention in front of doors and waits for them to be open. I was very late in swearing in front of my parents. I thought that would be weird because you've gone your whole life of not doing it. It would now be strange. And I think I find it weird if I hear them swear.

Do you know, even though you go, I'm not in any way of prude about that, feel really strange if I hear my parents. I agree with that. Did you do parents swearing you're growing up? No. No. And I've got friends whose parents are just like happy swearing, like whatever, around them. And it blows my mind.

It blows my mind as much as if I watched my friend's dad's skateboard into the room. You can do that, what? Yeah, I remember the specific occasions when I were hearing my parents swear for the first time. Really? Yeah, my dad, we'd been to see The Matrix Reloaded at the cinema. And we were driving home from Valley Park Cinema in Croydon. And someone nearly cut off in traffic. he went, you fucking asshole.

And it was like, that's really weird. I remember my dad swearing in a car. Really strange. When I was a kid, someone cut my dad off and he went, oh, you turd. That's not a swear word, is it? Tud.

I never heard it used in anger. I was like eight when you did that. But we used to say crap all the time at home, and then a friend of mine, I said it around a friend's house, and he was like, don't swear in front of my parents. It was like, crap. That's not, that's fine.

When we were in South Africa, my parents were like, I learned damn from somewhere. Right. And they were like, don't say damn. What? Which is because of the society is quite religious. Oh, I see. It was just a general thing and they're like,

we don't know enough about who's around us. Yeah, we don't know if you're going to get turned into the police. They're like, I suspect my neighbor's a communist. You know, our neighbor's kid says, damn. So I'm pretty sure they're giving him drugs. Yeah. Who knows? You know, it's just better to not let it happen.

My mom was when I was like 11 or 12. I must have been 11 actually, 10 or 11. it was up my first year of secondary school and in October half term my parents took me and my sister to Disneyland Paris and it was They pointed at Mickey Mouse and they went

Check out this cunt And you were like wow I can't believe my parents said that Should we go to Magic Fucking Kingdom later Yeah Fuck de Mountain It's a small world after all Piss

Was that what they kept calling it Yeah, let's go on Splash Mountain, you fucking prick teas. The next day we're in the centre of Paris, and we'd gone on like a sort of a coach trip there, so we've got on loads of other complete strangers and we'll have to go for dinner together. It was awful. We didn't know anyone.

Terrible. And we're also having dinner on this huge, like, sort of banquet table in a very traditionally French restaurant where it was very much, you know, sort of snows and frog legs and there's very touristy, obviously. Yeah, yeah, exactly. Different menu in English with double the prices.

Yes, yeah, yeah. And at the end of a table, there was a stage area of big curtains, and the curtains opened, and there were two of the most elderly singers I'd ever seen. It's like, and I think you should leave sketch. They look like really old version. If you put into, like, AI, what would status quo look like in a hundred years? I'm picturing the curtains parting as well with a kind of whee-h-h-h-h-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha. It's like winch noise.

I think one had a guitar and one had in a quarter. accordion. Oh, good. They both had sunglasses. The perfect combo. Yeah, they both had sunglasses. One had a long ponytail and one had really long, curly Brian Mayhair. And they both wore sunglasses and one both looked like 80.

Yeah. And they just, I'd see, it was like a weird museum animatronic where someone had put in like a few francs. And the curtains are parted. It'd be somebody to start strumming a guitar and it plays music. And they're singing with a microphone that's not even near their face. Yeah, yeah, yeah. They keep moving the microphone away. But one of them, the guy.

with the ponytail and the dark glasses, he, while his friend was singing and he took a break from sort of the accordion, he pointed at my mum, and then he pointed it himself, and then mined, like, clicking a camera, so like you, me, photograph, and then gritted his teeth and shook his head

like a dog chewing a piece of me. So, like, you, me, photograph, and my mom went, what the fuck? Nothing my entire lifetime has been. I swear. And that was too many, too many disparate elements. Too many disparate elements came together.

It was like, I cut, why is this? What is happening? She's muttered it under a breath. Like when an action movie star sees a volcano arrive. I mean, you must have all nearly been sick from laughter. It was just bananas. Absolutely crazy. Just the way to get your mum to swear us to line up as many,

as many uncanny things as possible. What can break her? Yeah, it was like it was like it happened, and then as soon as she saw it. It was like, it would have made my sense of my setter had gone. Yes, knew it. Did it? Yeah, eventually pays them like 50 euros each or whatever.

Did it? Thank you guys so much. I knew that would work. Just to come up with and then maybe a picture and then go, eh. Yeah, yeah. You, me. What does it mean?

I have no fucking idea. So I fully understand. So funny to just out of pure instinct, pure gut level response going, what the fuck? It made me think, did you ever tell you about the Chinese restaurant I went to in Portugal? I went to hold of my family years ago, and there was a very polite waitress who gave us all shock glasses at the end. And again, it was like, not that prudish of family, but this is an insane thing to encounter within your family. I must have been maybe like 14 years old. and it was a family holiday in Portugal

and we went I think we were just really fancied a Chinese and there was a Chinese restaurant we went there, were the only people there and there was a very, very quiet, very,

sort of shy waitress who, who, you know, sort of it was great all evening and then at the end when we went to sort of pay our bill, she put down four shot glasses and she made sure me and my dad

had two specific ones and my sister and my mom had two specific ones as well and she was like, I remember this now. Have I said this on the part? No, no, no. You said this to me years ago. The shot glasses has triggered the memory. I can't remember their specifics. I remember the flavor of what happened.

So she made sure me and my dad had two specific ones, and my mom and my sister had two specific ones. And she went, I'm going to pour some liquid in. She poured some liquid in. And she went, and then look into your glass afterwards. Because we looked into the empty glasses and it was just a swirly pattern. It didn't mean anything. And then she poured this liquid in, and she'd been so polite, but I assumed it's always going to be like some Chinese proverb or it's going to be a symbol or something. and we're going to go, wow, thank you so much. That's like a beautiful picture.

Oh, wow, yeah. And so she poured it, and I looked directly into mine, and it was just a girl wanking. It was like a porn, just full-on porn picture of a woman masturbating. And my family, they all had theirs up and they were going, oh, what's that? And they were like turning those around. I was like, I always wanted to like just sweep the table.

We don't need to find out because I don't want this to be a conversation. You wanted to react like that it was poison. Yes, yeah, yeah, yeah. But that down. It was like a dead monkey on the floor He dragged from a shot glass And yes She'd been so specific about it

And this is very heteronormative But my, it's because she'd given my sister and my mum A guy jacking off A man wanking A guy jacking off So my sister who would have been like 15 or 16 That's a crime Just an adult man just jacking it

Like absolutely jacking it And the thing is me and my dad had different wanking women Like there was like a whole set A whole range of people. It was just crazy. What is it about... And we looked over to and she like sort of waved as it would be like, I'd have a good night.

Enjoy your porn. Yeah, yeah, yeah. It's so insane. First of all, it's insane to do it to an obvious family. Stag do in Portugal. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Lads on a golfing trip. Fine, of course.

Yeah. Great. Ha ha, ha, ha. a family who are the only customers It's as insane Now I know why we were the only customers Yeah because an insane waitress shows everyone porn At the end of the end of the deal

It's not where you want to see at the bottom of a drink And also I was going to say like Okay on a certain level Showing porn to the men is a statistically more popular thing Yes I've never heard My mom and sister got unsolicited dick pics

virus from their drink. Their drink showed them a penis. What is it about the Mediterranean that makes them so comfortable and enthused about this kind of fucking weird like porn? I think it's actually used as a... Do they think we like it? No. I think

maybe it's used to coerce you into certain behaviour. For instance, hear me out. Basically, we'd have looked down and been like oh Jesus Christ and it would have been her way of convincing us to drink the drink. For instance, sometimes it'd be have like an Italian meal, they give you like limoncello.

Yeah. I don't like the taste of limoncello. No. But I can turn my taste buds off, so I'll just down it and have it. But I'd rather not have it. But sometimes if you don't have it, they're like, go on, you must, you must. And you go, please, please, I'm okay. Yeah.

So maybe it was her way of, this is the best way to guarantee you take the drink. You go, don't want to see the wanking guy? We'll drink it and all turn back to swirly pattern. You know, I just, okay, fine. It's gone back to swirley pattern with, we're fine, we're fine. Maybe that was her way of convincing you. We go, why have you done this? you'd just be like, just take the sip and it will all be,

all this can be gone away. If you just take that little sip. You don't have to look at wanking at all. Yeah, if you just take a little sip. Drink this little drink. Looking back, it must have been poison. We woke up days later. In a bath of ice.

Yeah. But with more kidneys. Yeah, there's stuff you fall. You're supposed to smuggle them to the UK. But we've got a record of that on this podcast. I mean, we remember many episodes ago, the postcard someone had seen in Spain where I think it was the nevermind you know the baby yeah it was a swimming baby we don't I suspect never mind

yeah what other swimming baby yeah Photoshop to have an enormous penis and the caption on the postcard was Spain is good for baby he's being sold in a shop I yeah I remember about seven years old and I saw a post it was a guy in profile who had the dick of a sat here like it was a guy he With headphones and a walkman, naked on the beach, with this throbbing, like, canoe of an erection. It was like bending back into him. It was wild, like fully semi-circ. Like, that was crazy.

A crescent moon. And there was, I remember one as well when I was like eight years old. And it was just a zoomed in picture of just the most 70s bush you'd ever seen with a hairbrush in it. And it said, my hair lady. And I remember that from when it'd be like eight years old. That's where you get your pun love from. His trauma response. Yeah.

But it was just like, I remember the size of the guy's boner in that picture. And that is the same year I went to Disney World for the first time. Both those things happened in the same year. Yeah, and you compared his with Mickey Mouse's. Yeah, yeah, yeah. It ruined it really. Yeah, you get them to sign your little autograph books. Disney.

That's so funny to me the idea of forcing a family to look at porn at the end of a meal. It's so insane. Yeah. You've got some correspondence now. We discussed Child FM, which became your slang phrase for when you think of a joke and a dream. Yes. And it doesn't work. Or just in general, any situation in which you're like, I think this is excellent.

Yeah. And you run it by people and it is just incomprehensible to them. Yeah. So this is from my friend Matt, who I used to write kids TV with. And that's where the Gary Litter situation came about. But also, he was crucially, who I was sharing a bed with at the... the Edinburgh fringe, the day I woke up, child FM. The day I woke up thinking of Child FM.

You turned over to him like a detective turns over to his wife. So I don't know if Matt's okay with me reading this message out. But if it's awful, we'll cut this and you'll never know how it happened. But Matt messaged me with us on WhatsApp. Literally just we're about to start recording and I saw the world to Child FM and I was like, what, how I propos. We're about to record Bud Pot. I had one of those dreams a couple of nights ago where you wake up laughing,

but I have no idea if this is actually funny or a Child FM moment. I dream that I was... I dream that I was in a restaurant that had a sign saying, this restaurant's patrolled by plain clothes waiters. As you're eating, the diner at the next table in shirt and jeans puts down their cutlery and jumps up to reveal the waiter idea and says we'd like to see the dessert menu. That's not childe FM. That is good stuff.

I'm a big fan of that. That's not Childe FM. What that is is EastEnders theme in Indian restaurant. That's good stuff. I've got a new song. Had Weezer stuck in my head. Oh, yeah? Petit falo.

That's what I want to eat. Eating a petty flu. I had to explain, Joe, my fiancé really enjoyed, sausages, sausages. Saus so sausages. I figured out where that came from, how that came about.

I remembered. We were playing risk. Oh, yeah. And we were somehow, maybe someone, was making sausages, maybe our friend who we don't name. Yeah. And we were saying, Saar Surgers, to the tune of All Crowd on the Western Front.

Oh my good, because it's got that weird synthi, the new version of All Crowler and yeah, has this weird synth soundtrack. And we were playing sort of soundtrack noises to make risk have sort of more sort of resonance. Yeah. Which I recommend, if you're playing a board game, play appropriate music for it. We tend to play risk as a four a couple of times a year. And the soundtrack will usually be something, Lord of the Three. rings adjacent. Do you know what I mean?

A Howard Shaw-esque score. Yes, yes, yes, yes. And so, yeah, it was Saar, Jers. And then it was other songs for the back to the back. Yeah, yeah. Ringgo Star. Yeah, exactly right. Fuck, I had a song and it was, oh, it was a hypothetical jingle.

For like, you know how like, it's quite old-fashioned now, but sometimes it would be like, at the end of an advert There'd be a little song about the product Washing machines, live long, that, that. Live long, go with Cal gone. Yeah. Or Mr. Sheen shines, umpteen, things clean.

Which is in my head forever and ever and ever, amen. Yeah, because it doesn't scan properly. And it doesn't, you wouldn't say Mr. Sheen shines umpteen things clean. Oh, he's trying uptine things, yeah. It's such an unsentence. I feel this way about, uh, more reasons to shop up, more reasons. And you go, oh yeah, should we go down to more recent?

I realized recently they were going, more reasons to shop at more reasons is what they're basically trying to do a play-on. More what? So, more reasons to shop at Morrison's. Yeah, yeah. Because Morrison's actually letter-wise is very similar to more reasons.

So more reasons to shop at more reasons. But it doesn't sound like that when you pronounce it. So, yeah, should we get down to Morisons later? It was just horrible. It's the wrong pronunciation. It's just wrong. I get pissed off about a cafe around the corner from Absolute Radio called Oven or Nothing.

and I don't know what that could possibly be. Oven or nothing. Oven or nothing. So double is oven. Double is oven. But also, double is oven. But also,

what am I gambling? It's a restaurant. It's just, it's a cafe video of nice bagels. It's great. The sandwich is great. None of which comes from an oven, by the way.

Oven or nothing? I don't think that's like, is it loving or nothing? I don't think they have an oven on site. it's a cafe in love it Yes, they've gone Oh, we should eat it or nothing It's nothing

It's nothing I don't have an oven I feel it's Can I have double the amount of food From the oven or nothing Can I gamble on how much lasagna you'll give me I cannot fathom it I feel the same way about walk to walk

Yeah I'm like I realize now But it probably just means walk as in to Yeah we're gonna walk away with this But I'm like it sounds like Is that a play on walk to work? This is something I do Yeah

And like like In what way is me eating it so much so many noodles that I feel sick linked with walking to work Yeah, exactly. It should be what to go. It's a pun. To what?

Based on what? Based on what? Yeah. Also, it's one of the things that really bugs me is puns that only work in an American accent. It's walk to work.

Yeah, that's walk and walk. Yeah. There's a lot of that online It's actually fanny to work. My jingle I came up with Yes. It's for a Zempic. And it would be like

long advert for like his epic and losing weight on it or whatever. And then the end jingle would be, you're so big they give you medicine. A little, like, it's all of me. It's so positive. I'm really trying to slim down in advance of my wedding in February. Of course.

And I've considered that route. That Mangaro double up. I've considered it. What happens if it's just you're one of like the nought.1. percent who just fucking powers through the assembly. And just eat through the nausea. Yeah, yeah, yeah. I think what would happen is it would work, but I'd be one of those people that feels nauseous

and has like... Loses your hair. Loses my hair and your burps and farts become untenable. So it's just like, at what cost? Yeah, yeah, yeah. You just go, I'm nice and slim now. Hair falling out. You go, sorry, it's not a substance.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Or like Requiem for a. dream, where she just takes too much medication. Well, like, have you been poisoned in a Bond film like Javier Bardem? It's made his face kind of fall off or something. It's really unclear. Yeah. So I've considered it.

That's why I had a Zempeg on my mind. Speaking of Aviabarab, as Katie's on my shop at her theatre the other week, and a friend of ours, who again won't name her sake, had dinner with us. And just upon, she's got a retainer brace. Yeah, yeah. And so she went to take the brace out. I didn't realize that she has one. And so she took it out.

And just as I was about to say, she went, don't say it looked like having a barterman. I was like, that is exactly what I was going to say. I'm sorry, that is exactly what I was going to say. But yeah, that's my, you're so big. They give you medicine. I think one of the worst jingles of all time. Yeah.

There's millions, says Jeffrey, all under one roof for Toys R Us. So the idea of there's millions. That's the first part. We're closing a quotation marks, says Jeffrey. At no point did they establish. Jeffrey is the giraffe. So Jeffrey could be a CEO for all we know. And then it goes back to All Under One Roof.

There's millions under one roof. I really cannot. I so admire the confidence of any advert that makes the presumption that I know who their internal person is. You guess what? It just feels translated. We have to stick to the original Slavician. Yes. I don't know why we, I don't know why the first choice would ever be.

There's million. Oh, how about, oh my God, it makes so much sense. Vismillian says Jeffrey all under one roof. what? Yeah. And you go, in Slovakia, all, I know this sounds strange, all giraffes are called Jeffrey. It's a thing. Yeah.

In the same way that like Leo the lion here, but we don't have one for the giraffe. That's Ellie the elephant. Like these are things that we have. They have Jeffrey the giraffe, right? It's just the Slovakian thing and they will not let us license towards our us if we don't, if we don't keep it. Yeah. We got to think. We just meant Jeffrey Epstein.

There's million says Jeffrey Epstein All under one roof And the giraffe is separate to that His head like the colonel's head In that O Yeah, yeah Who would have a neck like that

Of course he's going to hang himself How could he not? That's why people think he didn't Because the bunk's not tall enough He would have just been wearing it Yeah God's sake. Post, message,

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Someone asked if you still have an outy belly button. I do. Do you? I have an outy. Yeah. I've seen your belly button a few times. I've never noticed that. I always notice an outty, I think.

I might have just been in my sheer overweightness. Around the belly button, it makes it look like an in. Actually, you can force it back in again if you make that out of, yeah, that's... It goes in if I pray. Does that make sense? Yes. Is that normal? We got a fucking...

Let me just find this. It depends on you pray too, I guess. Barl. It goes in if I pray to Baal. I mean, why you find this? I've got a new question to politely ask someone if I've broken wind in public and you think you can sense it. Yeah? Have you swiped your netter card?

I don't like that. Have you swiped your... It's like someone swiped their nectar card in here. Because the moment that enters your head, the next time you hear a self-checkout machine say that, you're going to get, no, I have not. I've never found it in my life! Gavin.

Hello, Gavin. Gavin. I'm listening to Budpot and Glenn and yourself are discussing the Epstein birthday book and statistically signing Announce's birthday. card. Yes. At some point you maybe have done that.

Must have done when it's been passed around the office. Yes. Yeah. I've never worked with a convicted, anyone who went on to become a convicted paedophile. I did work with a DJ who is a convicted murderer now. Fuck, yeah, I remember. That was years ago. More on that and another episode.

We'll save it for the Patreon. Yeah. We're an anti-murder podcast. Yeah, of course. Yeah, of course. Yeah, so I really tutter his actions. Disapprovingly. So we're talking about all that.

Jeffrey Epstein Birthday Book and statistically signing an non-sars birthday book, at this point an advert popped up for an app called Trade U. So trade and then the letter you. Yeah. In which they say gain access to Jeffrey's secret research. On that occasion it was the Toys R Us Giraff. Who was one of the many, many, many people hunting Jeffrey. Yeah.

He played in the middle of it. He was air support because of the high. The synchronicity was Pure comedy gold. Also, when Arthur Morgan died, did you see wolves or dears? I saw dears. I don't know what that means. Basically, it's in Red Dead Redemption 2.

You have a sort of morality system. Every time you walk around town being like, oh, mister. Then you get a little bit of morality. Oh, that's a bit of morality. If you just punch a, you know, if you punch like a stable boy in the face, morality goes down and there's a long scale and bar. If it starts to lean negatively, then what happens is later on in the game when he starts having hallucinations because he gets quite ill, you will see an animal.

in the distance based on how nice or how good you were. I always saw a deer. I can't bear being nasty in games or in real life. It's just impossible. I can't do it. I can't do it. So, we also heard from Flo. Hello, Flo.

The subject line is workplace eating horror. Yes. Hello, fellows. Flo here from the lesbian red shoes all the way back in season one, episode 69. Oh, I remember this. I remember this. Obviously, this was well before my time. I do believe this was the same episode as the Chicken Fight Club.

Oh, I think that was the same episode. Fuck, you might be right, you know. Yeah, absolute back-to-back belt as a correspondence there on that one. Oh, good. When she got heckled by someone saying you're a lesbian issue, it was like, yes, but not because of a... Yeah, yeah. Not because of anything you should know about. It was with great relief that I had Glenn discussed the sickening feeling of office kitchen food acknowledgement.

solidarity. Yeah, and as I said, on this week's bonus part, as I said, I've said to my fiancé, do not perceive my meal. Do not perceive my meal. Quote, well, I put it in the fucking bin then, won't I? I finally saw an opening to share with you guys some details of my time working in a warehouse last year

with, to be quite frank, a plethora of freaks. Great. Most relevant to Glenn's complaint was that the atmosphere of this job became too negative over the months that I couldn't ever finish my lunch because I started gagging. But that's not very fun

so I'll tell you about the freaks. That's a negative atmosphere. Yeah. If you can't even eat around these bastards Yeah, I mean was it flatulent and crampulent? Was that the atmosphere?

I think maybe it's just... Everyone's eating eggs? Maybe flow's just very sensitive to negativity. I wonder. Aside from my manager, a flat-earther-slash-ant-vaxxer who didn't believe in space. Wow. Yeah. I mean, flat-earther-antivaxer, you go, it's one or the other.

I cannot imagine somebody who's super pro-vaccine, but they're flat-er. Like, you go, I just imagine when someone's into one conspiracy theory, you're all of them. Yeah, otherwise you'd just be arguing with all of your new friends. Exactly. Yeah. But didn't believe in space. That's... Okay, so we're in a flat-earth, but we're not in anything.

What? That's like somebody who's so flat-earth. They're like, I'm so flat-Earth. I don't even believe in hills. I believe it's a full flat, yeah. Hills are just flat at a different angle. You idiots. I wonder what he thinks we're in then.

Has to be a Truman Show-esque. But what's outside that? Anyone who believes they're in like the Matrix of a Truman show is always like, do you think you're interesting enough to watch? Yeah. No one is. Yeah. Sometimes though the delusion is that it's happening to them

And they also don't, they also ask that question. Yeah, why me? Why are you watching me? Why haven't been cancelled yet? I'm boring. Yeah, yeah. There was a pale and stressful girl who consumed, I like that. Pale and stressful.

It's not stressed. Stressful, yeah. It's quite Victorian. Oh, you are a stressful girl. Oh, a mealy-mouthed dame. There was a pale and stressful girl who consumed as far as I could tell, an all liquid diet. Oh, riddled with egg use, she must have been.

Every day she would drink one can, monster, one bottle, Coke, one Yazoo, and two to three mockers, which consisted of Cadbury's hot chocolate powder, tablespoons of sugar, whole milk, and a measly dribble of instant coffee slurry. That is the drink equivalent

of someone of one of those old-timey muskets putting the, what's the way I can? can have diarrhea the quickest, like diarrhea any percentage speed run. It's taskmaster, you open the envelope. You have to shit yourself as quickly as you can. You have access to this work canteen. That is insane. Monster energy, Coke, so much sugar.

Yazoo. Fucker, Yazoo is so heavy. I haven't had one since I was about 14. Yazoo is putting some fucking... Lining your stomach. for what's going to happen ahead. It's putting some muscle behind what's going to happen. Yeah.

Markers, so chocolatey coffee. Two to three mockers. Fawl. Whole milk. So basically liquid pudding. This girl suffered from anxiety, of course. And also had a sweating disorder. I would say, how can you tell?

Yeah, yeah. Because if... It's not a disorder. That is a normal amount of sweating. That's the reaction you should have to this day. It's like someone say, I have a phobia of murderers. No, no, no.

don't. No, no. That's rational. I've got this thing where whenever I eat rotten meat, I get terrible stomach cramps. So I guess I'm intolerant. Yeah, I have a disorder to that. No, no, no. You're that for your body's working exactly as it should. I'd have a sweating disorder if I had a can of monster, a bottle of Coke, a Yazoo, and two to three mocker's. I would also feel like the CIA was after me. Just, is anyone who referred to, Relentous Diarrera is breaking the seal. She's, I've broken the seal down, and she's having to nip up, because that's like, how. Like you're in a pub.

Yeah, your stomach can only take like two liters of liquid at a time, right? Isn't it something like that? Yeah. Two pints, sorry. It's two pints at a time. It's not two litres. That's insane. Yeah.

But two pints are you going to get, none of his stuff can all fit in at the same time. One of you's got to go. It's the chicken and the grain and the fox. You sort of go, okay, we put the diarrhea into the toilet. That's there. But the Yuzoo. The monster goes in the tummy. But the Yuzoo will get spoiled by being near the diarrhea.

I don't like the idea of pouring Yazoo on top of a can of monster, the curdling. Yeah, I imagine it's honestly like putting mentos in a bottle of cut you go, fat skulls and fizz up and vomit. Well, obviously school kids will do that and they'll put a little model rocket in their asshole. It'll fly up and it'll be really cool.

I almost dribbled on myself there. Surely, surely, I should have read ahead. Of course. Surely this was the result of her body rejecting the fizzy, milky offerings she presented it with. Who amongst us would cope? I could go on for hours about the strange creatures that inhabited that tin grave of a place.

But let's just say about a month into it, I would respond to any questions about how work was with a simple, soiled green as people. All the bust. Yeah. I like that. All the bust. All the bust.

All the bust. Yeah. Nice. Bust wishes. Bust. So Jordan signs off her emails. Bust. Jordan, fucking hell.

Jordan, yeah. Bust wishes. Bust, I hate as a word, because obviously I was brought up on like tabloids because my parents wanted me to be aware of the news and were like, well, what has a reading age of a five-year-old? And it would always be sort of like, well, I don't know what's happening in the world. I just know about Busty Liz Hurley shows off, flaunts curves on, you know, yeah. Perfect pins.

Oh, yeah. So. I forced myself to write a tabloid article in a WhatsApp group the other day. That guy chopped this dick off and got everyone to eat at dinner. What is it? There's more of a story than that. I'm searching in WhatsApp the word diners, and I've found it. Oh, I've got it, yeah, yeah.

Do you want to read it? I'll say the story. Yeah, the story, oh yeah, artist. So the story is artist Mao Sugiyama shocked Twitter 10 years ago posting the words, please retweet, I'm offering my male genitals, brackets,

full penis testes scrotum, as a meal for 100,000 yen. I will prepare and cook as the buyer requests at his chosen locations, sexist. But statistically correct. The price was slashed when it was decided to share the, and this is the article that has spawned this, share the groin-grown grub.

So referring to your dick and bulls as gross. Groin-grown groin is horrible. The idea, yeah, so it's been watered nicely. The weirdest part was that he offered his full genitals, it's brackets, full penis, testes, scrotum. Scrotum last have to be like, well, who would be denying them that? You can have my entire balls and dick.

I'm keeping the bag. It's like the fruit at a covered market. You don't get the bowl. The big plastic bowl. They keep that. So growing growing up was horrible, but it was like, I mean, you said. And I've put in my book, how much I hate British

tabloid style talk where it's like the tiny tot guzzled down the lashings of you described as baby talk it's baby it's be no baby talk yeah yeah yeah hate it um gaff prone that sort of thing gaff prone the gaff prone prime minister was seen to be guzzling champagne so this is the headline is coco man uh diners in tokyo smacked after a chef whipped up an x-rated dish starring his very own italicized willie five foodies who forked out nearly two hundred pounds per head. We're seen feasting on Mao Sugiyama's severed manhood in front of stunned restaurant goers. But bungling police chiefs have been left red-faced after being unable to find the purvy artist guilty of any crime. The Sun says, sniffing off your private

certainly takes a lot of balls. Let's hope the dessert menu didn't include any spotted dick. And it felt so easy to write a Sun article. I really didn't like how easy it was. I found that as unsettling as if I'd watched you really fluently. deceive a stranger. Have you ever had that where you see someone you know very well and you see them really fluently lie or deceive someone? Katie seen me do this before she really didn't like it. She says I'm alarming, because we were watching Happy Valley

and someone was in a really desperate predicament where you're like, there's no way out of a situation, the police are knocking on his door, what's he going to do? And I was like, I guess I would just do something. And I gave like the full psychopath test answer in which he was like, why was that just fresh to go? But she seemed like me fib out of situations when talking to someone that you perhaps don't want to at a party and giving a really lengthy excuse that actually fits perfectly with the context of a situation.

I think it's the only skill I have in life. In a way, it's a kind of the most weaponised and frightening form of politeness. Yes. I think it's a good thing. I think it's a good thing. I think it's a useful thing. Yes. Good or bad.

Yeah, sorry, good for me is what I mean. Yeah, yeah, yeah. But yeah, how quickly you wrote that. son article about a man serving up his own dick and balls. It's just, you could be published tomorrow. And I mean that in a derogatory way. Oh, good. Bust, the busty babe.

Busty babe. So, we've got an email from someone who I will, I won't say your name for reasons that will become clear. The subject line is, Not a Poopie Mail. Dear Bud Pod, Pod people. Like it. I like it.

24-hour party people. I'm turning to you with this problem because every time I try to think about it, My brain crashes. I have those. Okay. Hope you can either help or join me in my confusion. About a year ago, I went to the wedding of my distant aunt. Okay.

We don't see that side of the family that much, and they're older and much wealthier than us. No bad feelings, though. Okay. This is quite sort of Victorian ghost story. Yeah, yeah. On the morning of the wedding, there was a minor crisis. One of the adult bridesmaids wasn't able to make it.

Okay. The rumor was that she was ill to the extent that she couldn't risk standing around in a light blue dress. Oh. So very ill. I was approached by the wedding planner. Told you it was posh. Yeah. And offered a field promotion to bride's mouth.

For valor and bravery at the wedding reception. I am honored to present you. It's even that or they give a that and a gun. And it's like you have one option. You even get promoted or you died now on a spot. You kill yourself. Or we lock you with the Prosecco in a different room with a revolver. Yeah, yeah, a wedding dessert is it?

The Honourable way out. And offered a field promotion to bridesmaid as I was, quote, family and could, quote, fit into the dress. Great. Oh, perfect. I accepted, and my aunt was happy with it. And I enjoyed the new place in the bridal party. A promotion indeed. Although it involved a lot more standing around for photos and having an intense woman angrily redoing my makeup at short notice.

Yes, not idea. Oh, yeah. At a lovely time, danced, got tipsy and celebrated. I even met the woman I'd subbed for at the reception and got gifted the dress as a thank you. Wow. Even though it costs more than my monthly rent. Whoa.

This is a fabulous day out so far. Yeah. So far no drama. One of the gifts the happy couple received was a promise from their friend Wilbur of a painting of their wedding. Okay. Okay. Twelve months later, against all expectations Wilbur has provided.

So it's taken 12 months. Okay, that's, yeah. It's a big painting in a classical style. Okay, so this is realism, right? This is a fancy painting, I suppose. And there I am, one or two people away from the couple. But by classical, Wilbur went for classical Greek with allusions to mythology. Right?

That is why, apparently, I've been painted naked. What? What? Is everyone naked? No. I don't think so You know, that's not legal it's like when Kanye West had that music video

and he had a mannequin of Taylor Swift naked you can't do that that's not legal that's like that's like deep fake porn slash revenge porn at the same time yeah you can't do that to someone

that is why apparently I've been painted naked the whole supporting bridal party on nymphs and satires Oh so the groomsmen have got fucking rocking dogs Like goat penises Yeah horrible

My opposite groomsman however has folio over his wedding tackle. But aside from having someone blocking my bikini bottom area, I'm proudly topless and exposed from all points north of my belly button. The other bridesmaids seem to have gotten away with diaphanous veils or being sort of they were children in the little dresses. Yeah.

My mother is tucked away further down the painting, looking frumpy in a toga. And my dad and brother are generic men with beards in the background. Wilburne clearly spent more time on me. It's obviously... Wilbur likes you. This is like an even more insane version of Andrew Lincoln in Love Actually. Oh, I look quite pretty.

He's like, Photoshopped out Kiraniteley's dress in the wedding footage. I just wanted a picture of me that's not all blue and wibbly. But off your pie. Oh, I look quite pretty. They're all of me. King Charles. She's like King's toxic. During his coronation.

I look quite busy. I just wanted one of me that. wasn't all blue and wibbley. And he realised this coronation, goes, for all of me. Yes, yes, your majesty. You're your fucking coronation. You're the king.

Oh, yes, yes, yes. Thank you, Andrew Lincoln, wasn't. Imagine how... If I thought you didn't approve of my second marriage to chew or till a geopho. Imagine how... Imagine how panicked you'd be if you were there, the cinematographer of the coronation.

And while you were sitting watching it with the king, the king and, this is all of me. Yeah. Love with me, yeah, yeah. But no, you want, but you're being crowned. Please, you'll just have, filmed a certain film of me, close-ups of me. Yes, I remember at a certain point you could have filmed

when people started singing the national ants from kazooz that would have hidden amongst the congregation. Wilbur clearly spent more time on me. It's obviously my face being smiley for my aunt, but he has generously given me a boob job too. This is outrageous. I remember, I'm a, It's illegal.

I'm a modest bee cup, but this is not reflected in the painting. I'm not one to body shame, and all bodies and breasts are beautiful. But Wilbur has given me a big honking pair of tits. Which isn't very ancient Greek either. He's gone off the feast there. Everyone's one, because it's like the sexiest guys are like minuscule dick. And also like the Venus coming out of the water. It's all quite like...

It's pretty proportionate, standard stuff, you know. So you've got huge bangers. Painted onto your naked body, almost cartoonish, like those seaside postcards from the 50s. Fish and chips? Yeah, like an old Guinness. My goodness, my Guinness sort of ones, yeah. They were always set at nudist camps and you go,

were there lots of those in Turkey in the 60s? Between laughing. Careful what your pricking nose sausages, miss. Those sort of... Guys, a postman in traditional uniform is spilling his Guinness entirely up someone's art. Yeah. My goodness.

Almost cartoonish like those seaside postcards from the 1950s. Between laughing, my friend told me they're what the internet calls, Big Mommy Milkers. And they look especially bizarre, considering I'm pretty skinny rather than built like a Valkyrie. They're topped off by some very pointy and very pink nipples. Like 1940s dresses, like 1940s blouses and bras. Yeah, yeah, yeah. My friend is of the opinion that will be.

started with my tits and worked out. For the rest of the wedding party. This is an art attack? And that they follow you around the room. There are some other topless women in the painting, okay. Someone carrying an owl like Athena, someone dancing, and some servants on the edge of the painting. My question is, what do I get a copy? My question is, what the fuck?

Yeah. First of all, and secondly, and what the fuck do I do now? My aunt shared the photo of the painting with the bridal party, and the maid of honor sent me a link. A big unveiling is planned, both on social media and at a post-wedding party. Oh my God. If that can't happen. My mother thinks it would be rude to ask to have it changed and that no one will notice.

My dad wants nothing to do with it, and my brother just thinks it's hilarious. You got, no, you have to. Do you reckon it's because it was agreed with the previous... person, you will be naked in this photo and he said, yeah, I'd love that. Maybe the previous person was like, oh, can you just... Make her naked.

No, the previous bridesmaid she replaced said to the bride, okay, but could you ask the painter to give me massive hooters, please? I think it's that. Huge knockers. He doesn't know it's a swap out. Absolutely swap out.

That's what they don't know. Here's my question. Here's my question, maybe we should edit out the name. They won't like the, they won't like the suggestion of can you redo it? Because I know, certainly for my wedding photos, I ask the photographer to make me naked.

kid in post. So I asked for the complete opposite and he didn't like, he stopped replying. But you showed me your attempt and it looks very good. It looks very good. Yeah, crude and stenciled, certainly. But yeah, not quite skin tone matching. No, no, no, not at all. But good. Thank you. In spirit. Here's my question emailer. Was the person you replaced in the painting? And if so, what her state? Because if we're She's in the corner. But is there a confusion? Because if she's not in the painting, then it is a confusion.

And maybe she said, I want huge knockers. It's also just not what the wedding looked like. Oh, yeah. Who's this for? My brother thinks it's hilarious, which it kind of is. The groomsmen got goat legs and horns, but I got huge comedy knockers. Still, it feels... But goat's legs and horns is like funny ha-ha, as opposed to...

That's what... That's what she's saying. Yeah, this is crazy. It's not the same level of humour. Still, it also feels very creepy, especially when I notice that the painting includes hints of the tattoo on my thigh. What? It would have been hidden at the wedding, but it's visible in holiday photos on my socials. What?

Wilbur has been doing his research. That is chilling. That's really scary. So Glenn and I are writers, emailer, and that's what we would call the turning point in the script. Yes. When you start to go, but how would he have known who was still inside the house? That's the they're all of me moment. Or the calls are coming from inside the house.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Fucking hell. That's really weird. I don't even think it's like... How did he get the boops so wrong? That's a good point. Some things in a painting, Glenn are for the artist. You're right, yeah.

One for the death. Well, okay, our theory has already been addressed. I don't even think it's likely that he thought I was the bridesmaid I replaced. because, A, she is drinking wine elsewhere in the painting. B, has the beautiful skin tone of the Indian subcontinent rather than being a pallid lass from the north. So it's a different, you know, skin tone, so it's definitely not the same. And C, given we're the same dress size,

she's not built like a Neolithic fertility goddess either. So what do I do? Ignore it and be a naked wears Wally and someone's wedding present. Make a fuss and get a correction painted by Wilbur. or try to sneak into the house at the dead of night to sharpier sports bra on. Your advice or mutual incredulity welcome, all names changed Koji.

I will say, this is the first absolutely solid platinum, holy shit email of season two. That is absolutely bananas. That is fucking crazy. I'd say don't alter it yourself because we all saw what happened when Mr. Bean tried to alter Whistler's mother.

I think it could you get away and just go, let me just forget it. It's in someone's house. I could protect, it's plausible deniability, but it's not me. If it loads of people in a wedding party, you'd go, but the naked person is going to receive more attention than the clothes to people in the image. Yeah, and there are other naked people. Are you the main naked one, in which case, yeah. But if it's not accurate, does it feel as bad?

I think it's fair to say, I feel a little uncomfortable being drawn naked without my permission. Yes, that's a good point. That is watertight as a... Because no one can ever apply and go, no, but it's fine. Here's the thing. I separate... You've got to separate the art from the artist's guys.

I find Wilbur a deeply frightening man. Yes. The painting, I sort of, you know, whatever. Yeah. I think... Surely it will only be in the house of the couple. So few people will see it. A lot of mutual friends will come over and they go,

what is that? Is that your wedding? That looks like. Oh, my God. I mean, they look... No, but they're not, this is a sort of relatively distant aunt. Oh, yeah, you're right, you're right, you're right. So there's not that much social crossover.

So I'd worry less about the image and more about Wilbur. I'm much more worried about the person behind the murder. Yeah, that's a really good point. Like, I have to accept there are loads of dreadful photos of me in the backgrounds of other people's holiday photos on their phone, and I'll never know about that, and I just have to accept that's real. What would I think? I'm trying to, the trouble is, it's not really,

possible to translate this scenario into something for us? Relatable. I don't know. I've never been in this situation. But even if... It'd be weird if I was like tell as old as time. Even if we went to a distant relative's wedding. And we got painted with like an enormous painter's. Yeah. It would just be like, ha ha ha. I guess so yeah. I mean a friend of mine unearthed a couple of weeks ago, a naked calendar I was in at uni. Really? Yeah. And I was like, oh, I forgot all about that. I didn't feel weird about him having it. It was like, it's all fun. Everyone's like covered just about. but it's like, yeah, looking about that's weird. Ah, Wilbur?

That's, that is so insane. I love that. I really have no idea what to do, but I would say, I would separate these problems and approach them differently because problem one, which I don't think will ever really come up

in your life again, is the existence of the image itself. Yeah. And problem two is, where does Wilbur live? Yes, exactly, yeah. And did, how far's Wilbur willing to travel?

And actually, maybe have another look can see if other people have got similar levels of creepy research. Yes. Because I can picture some try-hard artist weirdo asking the bride for the social media details of everyone in the image because the one photo won't be enough to get the picture right. Yeah. Yeah, other than that, I really don't know. You were the first person this has ever happened to.

Yeah, I think there's nothing like this in the Bible. Yeah, yeah. Nothing like this in all human art. Yep, I've tried looking up. Great question. Let's delve. I think... Here are some reasons why that might be a fucking creepy thing to do.

Yeah, I think as long as you are distant from World War, I think you just have to forget it, but that's very easy for us to say. I mean, like, that's crazy. Very strange to also. I think you're right, he probably started tits first and worked his way out. Really odd. And also, as if that's like a, that's just a cultural thing people do. Like Kathy Bates and Titanic, start from the outside cut,

you work your way. Yeah, you did that, yeah. But also, I assume this is an oil or acrylic. Having painted a little in my life. Yes. So many little brushstrokes to get the tits exactly right. Like the level of care and attention over 12 months is so... It's so upsetting.

It would be so much less creepy to just be... I'd rather be caught drawing Sonic hentai. Because at least I'd go, it's for a joke! You have a lot of jokes these days about Sonic Hentai, don't you, Glenn? He's jacking off over your own jokes. Most profitable jokes you've ever told, aren't they? Private collections being sold to. We'd love some updates and your thoughts on our response emailer,

because that is fucking crackers. That's, yeah. Well, now it's time to go to the nude painting of the Patreon, of course. Yes, and also a hentai-based altered lyrics from me in the Patreon. Oh, yes. Just drop my memory. Yes, and we might put on the Patreon. on the screenshot of when you,

for a joke, you sent Sonic Hentai to... Oh, gee, yeah, yeah, I'll put that. We'll put that on the, for special Patreon subscribers. Yeah, a censored version. Mm-hmm. But it's very funny. And I'm on there as the Snappy Baby. And also, if you do sign up to the Patreon,

you get advance notice and often, almost always discount tickets for live Budponds. And also advance notice of our tour shows and where we're going. And a full episode every single week. additional episode every single week. And add-free versions of the main episodes as well. So do check that out. We've also fixed, God-willing, the problem that Acast and Patreon created by uncoupling,

which was the fact that the series two bonus pods weren't online anymore. So hopefully they should all be up there now. Apologies for the thousands of emails you would have got about that. But it should all be over now. And you can enjoy the whole back catalogue. and also George Pods once a month you will get a podcast with George Four Acres Star of Stage and Screen

But yeah, otherwise thank you very much for listening guys We'll see you in the Patreon Goji. Goji.