Extra Dirty with Hallie Batchelder - A huge, Extra Dirty announcement....

Episode Date: March 5, 2026

Hallie is BACK with the biggest announcement for the podcast THUS FAR!!! 👀 Babes we have MAJOR updates coming and we are celebrating with this solo episode, prosciutto-inspired sunburn and all! Hallie tells the story of the Valentine's Day Billionaire Man which divulged into a messy, Miami love-bomby weekend... with Graydon by her side of course. INSANE. Then Hallie talks about life transitions, from high school to college, to her NYC era and more! She answers YOUR spicy confessions. We will see you next week for the big announcement... muah!!! 💋 Hosted by Simplecast, an AdsWizz company. See pcm.adswizz.com for information about our collection and use of personal data for advertising.

Everyone thinks like me and Graden secretly hook up, but we don't. He would never touch me. Like, whenever I, like, even changed in front of him, he, like, jumped out the window and inverts his eyes. Like, he can't even look at my clam. What are you, little free? Okay, guys, I'm doing something really stupid right now. We have an emergency debrief situation.

Hi, this is Hallie from the streets of New York. Guys, I had every intention of staying in last night. Hello, all, and welcome back to Extra Dirty. It's me again. final episode in this set, which I'm glad to say that we're going to have a huge upgrade coming next episode. I'm so excited about it. I've been keeping it a secret for a long time.

It's been the works for a long, long fucking time. Big things coming. I guess we're technically in season two, so we're kind of getting a late jump to the start. But my first guess of late start to season two is going to be a good one. I feel like with this set refresh and everything that. I'm going to have on more guests. There'll be more room to play, more room to make drinks, more room for conversation, and just more room for me to put my foot in my mouth.

So it's going to be fun. I'm really excited about it and hopefully you guys love it. So I guess technically we're celebrating today, celebrating being here for the last final time. And I'm really happy about it. I, you know, let's think cheers to that. Let's have a little sippy. I poured myself a martini because we are celebrating and I don't feel bad about it. It's all that good. I'm not going to lie. I looked in the fridge. There was vodka, the onion things, like the balls of onions and also olives. And I just kind of had no shakers. So I just kind of put the juices in a martini glass and then added cold vodka to it, which is kind of fucking insane. But anyways, let's start this episode. We have a fucking shi ton to talk about today on T's episode. I want to start with the fact that I feel like prosciutto.

So couldn't find the word, but definitely I feel like a thinly sliced piece of meat. I was on antibiotics last week because I was, you know, I had a UTI. Sometimes I forget to pee after six and then I get a UTI every fucking time. It's a problem. And then once you get a UTI, it's kind of like a domino effect. You just keep getting them. I feel like your kidneys and your bladder just gets weaker, so you're just more prone to them once you get one and then you get like a ton.

It's just like the most annoying thing ever. Anyways, I went on antibiotics, which, you know, I like I love a little antibiotic here and there. But I was going on a brand trip with pepper mayo to Miami two days after I started that antibiotic. And the lady said to me at the pharmacy, she looked me dead fucking the eyes. And she was like, please do not go in the sun on this antibiotic. And I said, babe, I'm built different. Like, you don't get me like the sun gets me. Like, she didn't understand.

Anyways, I went to Miami and I don't really wear sunscreen. kids don't do this don't please wear your sunscreen I'm just saying I don't wear a sunscreen and it's bad and I'm gonna look like a Fing leather couch in about 10 years but I didn't wear sunscreen and usually I don't burn like I can go to Aruba based in the sun for hours on end no sunscreen absolutely fucking raw dogging it and I'll just get maybe a bit rosy but never a burn like my skin is built different I swear anyways I'm I'm on a yacht in Miami with the girls. I'm basking in the sun. I look like a complete babe.

I get back to my hotel room. Or we were staying in house. I get back to my room. I look in the mirror. And I'm like, things don't feel right. They don't look right. I'm not slaying the house down boots. Like this sunburn wasn't giving like, oh, rosy cheek.

It was giving like allergic reaction. And I was feeling a bit nauseous. Like I need to vomit a little bit. I think I had sun poisoning. Anyways, days go by. it starts to peel okay and then Graydon came he crashed the the brand trip and then I wanted to extend my stay and then there was a snowstorm in New York so I couldn't leave if I wanted to so we just extended or stay extended or stay I peel a layer of skin you know when you're just like skin starts to peel off a little bit

you know it's just like not cute anyways fresh skin all right I go out into the sun UV 7 I'm in the sun before my flight. I am on my flight home after tanning no sunscreen on this fresh skin that was just exposed to the sun, whatever. On the flight back home, I felt like Mars was sitting, like a fucking meteor was sitting on my chest, like something really, really fucking hot, like a hot stone. And I was like, I've never had this feeling before. Anyways, get back to my apartment after landing. And I am blistered all over my chest.

Just my chest, which probably makes sense because if I'm lying on my back, it's probably the closest thing to the sun. It's all fucked up. I have a second degree burn. I've never burned like this in my life. It is the most painful thing. And there's literally nothing you can do about a burn. It's so uncomfortable. Like I can't sleep. It's insane. The only thing that's helping me is alcohol right now. So yeah, I'm a fucking, I look like tuna tartar. Or prosciutto, like I would say. anyways ow see it just hit me my blister anyways the point of the story is please if you're on antibiotics redefine print listen to your pharmacist do not tan because it just affects you differently i guess but whatever i'm putting aloe on it anyways let's get back to let's roll back a little bit i want to talk about the freak-ass billionaire encounter in miami that happened okay and let's start from the beginning. I talked about him on last week's episode. I'm going to change his name just for legal reasons because with billionaires that always just try to like send like a cease and desist, but he probably

should have made me sign an NDA. That was his fault, not mine. I'm going to make his name generic. His name is Greg. Let's call him Greg. So I met Greg at Chey Margot a couple weeks ago. And he was cute. He was fine. I don't know if it was the liquor flowing or whatever, but he was cute. My friends thought he was cute. He was nice. We shared a kiss. It was really. romantic. It was the day before Valentine's Day. We meet and I didn't really think much of it. I wake up the next day. It's Valentine's Day. He sends me probably like a thousand dollars or a couple thousand dollars worth of roses, like this massive bouquet. I post a couple TikToks about it. I drop his real name. So if you want to like go back to those, you can. But like if I'm dropping your real name on my TikTok,

it means I automatically don't give a fuck about you. If I care about you, if I want to keep hooking up with you. If I want to hook up with you in general, your name will never be spoken on any of my platforms. And that's just like kind of how it works for me. It just, that's the math I do in my head. Anyways, I posted on my story. I'm name dropping him. Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. He says he's going to like, buy me things and fly me out here. Like, you're not feeling well. Do you want some soup? He saw that I posted on my story, one of my friends holding the bouquet. He was like naked and he was like holding the bouquet of flowers, like, in front of, like, all of his private parts. I posted that to my story, drunkenly, which I probably shouldn't have.

But he was rage texting me the next day being like, I can't believe you would post another man naked holding my flowers. Like, he was crashing out so quickly already. Anyways, I was kind of avoiding seeing him because I really just, like, didn't get the vibes. He kind of, like, there was something dark about his aura that just made me a bit skeptical and uncomfortable, and I'm pretty good at reading people from the jump. And he was just fucking crazy. I just remember, like, being at brunch last weekend or two weekends ago.

And he's just calling me, calling me, if I'm not picking up on my phone, he's calling me on WhatsApp, like, that kind of vibe. And I'm like, it's too much for me. Like, it's just way too much. You got, like, I don't like that. I feel like he was, like, putting a pillow over my fucking face. I don't like to be smothered like that. It just makes me really uncomfortable.

And he just kept trying to make plans. And a lot of things he was saying to me, on paper, you would think this man is perfect. But later to come that he was lying about literally fucking everything he ever said, including his age. He told me he was 29. He's not 29, which is fucked. Anyways, I tell him, I'm like, we cannot hang out. I can't come on this flight with you to so-and-so because I'm going on a work trip. I have to go to Miami with a brand.

And that's where I'll be. and so he happens to accidentally fly to Miami saying that he has other obligations there he's blowing on my phone blowing on my phone I'm like I'm on a work trip like I don't know if you understand how brand trips work but I'm not on my own schedule I am on someone else's schedule from the time I wake up from the time I go to bed and like I don't have like really free time

to like just like go out and you know meet up with you I don't know what you mean to say and also like I never told you to come. Like, you said you were coming to Miami because you had other obligations there, people to see, your dad said, I don't fucking know what this man was talking about. But he gave me, like, the impression that he was there to do other things. Come to find out that was not the case. He was just a fucking psycho and he was following me to Miami. He goes, I want you to stay with me. Like, I'm staying at so-and-so hotel. I would like you to stay with me, extend your trip. We can fly back on my plane to New York. Whatever. It all sounded nice to me. At this point, I was like, okay, like, I still

might be interested in like hanging out with this guy. I just am kind of skeptical about the vibes because he's promising me a lot of things. And it just like was almost like too good to be true. So he goes, I want you to stay with me though when you extend your stay. That's not something I typically do, especially if I just meet someone once. I mean, I've done the whole one night stand thing. But if I'm playing, I don't plan one night stands, you know? Those like happen in the moment.

I grew up in a city and I'm not dumb. I'm street smart. Like it's not smart. to just stay with a man you don't know, you've met once in a hotel. It's just like on paper, not smart. Anyways, he goes, I want you to stay with me. And I was like, okay, like drunk, I would be like agreeing into it. And then I would wake up sober and be like, no, no, no.

I feel like I need my own room. And then I would get drunk again. And be like, all right, fine, fine, fine. And we were kind of going back and forth for a while. Anyways, Graydon ends up crashing the brand trip. Think fuck. He crashes and he wants to extend the stay too. So I tell this man, I'm like,

and like, Graydon has to be a part of whatever we're doing. And I honestly felt safer doing it that way because then I had like at least a witness if I was fucking murdered. And he was, he flipped out. He was like, Graden, no, no, no. Like, what the fuck? I thought you were staying with me. What the fuck?

What the fuck? And I was like, he was like gaslighting the shit out of me. And I was like, hold the fuck up. Absolutely not. Like, Graydon is my husband. He's a part of the deal or there is no deal. Okay. And so he finally agrees to it.

he goes, I will get great in his own room, which is kind of where I thought he was going to go with it. And I was kind of just like making it so it would go in that direction and it worked. So I was like, okay, finally, thank God. Anyways, he says you would get great in his own room. I still didn't feel comfortable with that because he was like, I'll get great in his room, but you still have to stay with me. And I was like, okay, fine. But then in my head, I was like, I don't want to be trapped at the same. hotel as this man. Like, he knows what room we're going to be in. He's sketchy.

I don't know. Anyways, I decide to get my own hotel room. Me and Gray, and we're going to split it at a different hotel. But I agree to get drinks with this man at his hotel with Grate. We all go to the hotel. And this is where we started taking notes. Me and Grit and have a shared notes app about this man because it was a fucking disaster. So we go to the hotel.

we get drinks you know how me and graydon are we're like very flirty like i hold his hand like we're like being silly this man's getting so fucking pissed that i like sat on graden's lap which is insane he would like storm up he would get up storm off walk away and be like what the fuck like blah blah but then he would go on the other end being like any friend of yours is a friend of mine like i love you i love you and like it was just like it was a lot and then i would be on my phone he would would take the phone out of my hand be like if you're going to be in my presence like you're not going to be on your phone and then he just started giving motivational speeches to me and great we'd be sitting there and he would be like this guy is as big as your dreams and blah blah blah blah blah blah

and he would just be giving these motivational speeches to the point where he's like I have my own motivational speech page like on instagram it has 56 followers no one's getting motivated by anything he's fucking saying I get motivated to like delete my Instagram after seeing that. That's what he motivated me to do. He motivated me to get the fuck out of there because it was like code red. Okay. After he showed me his motivational speeches like quotes thing on Instagram,

I was like absolutely the fuck not. I am not dealing with this. You're fucking weird. Like I just didn't like the vibes of it. He was very condescending. And then all of a sudden he starts talking about like, oh my God. if you saw my dick, like, you would, like, be so in awe of it. Like, it's the perfect dick.

Like, you'd want to sleep with me. And he kept, like, trying to kiss me. Like, we were in public at a restaurant, and he was grabbing, like, the nape of my neck and, like, forcing himself onto my, like, face. And I was like, no, no, no. Like, I don't do this in public. Like, not my thing. But, like, we were kind of, like, packing.

Like, that's okay. But, like, he wanted me to, like, basically, like, make out with him in the middle of a restaurant. Like, Walgaden's just sitting there, like, being like what the fuck is going on. This man goes, I need to change my shirt before we go to the next location. He crashes our fucking dinner, me and Graydon's date. He goes, I want to change my shirt. I don't think he wanted to change his shirt.

He just wanted to take his shirt off while in the same room as me in Graden. And he wanted to get me in like a bedroom setting. Fucking creepy as fuck. Anyways, we go up to his room. He's telling Graden, he's calling Grayden, he's calling Graydon, let me go over all this all these notes he goes do not take this as an offense

but when I look at you Graden you're gay so to me you're gayden he kept calling him a homosexual too like I think he meant just like gay but I think there was some sort of like language barrier so he kept being like you're a homo you're a homo

and Grayden was like no baby you can't say that you can't say that you're he's like you're a homo yeah like he was French so like I don't even fucking know. And then he started telling me that he wanted to get me a Richard Millie because Rolexes sucked. And then he got me in his fucking bedroom.

Graydon's there, by the way. Beautiful, beautiful sweet. But then he kept being like, you're going to make love to me tonight. And I said, no, babe, I don't do that on the first date. Such a lie. But, like, I was like, no, baby, I don't do that. Like, I already knew at that point that this was not going to be a thing. And he was like, no, you're going to.

like no is not an answer to me i was like babe yes it is no is an answer no is the answer and graydon's like i mean like babe in america that's not legal like you can't like just tell someone that they're going to sleep with them and me and graham were just like sitting there like while this man wouldn't shut the fuck up about his motivational speeches and then i think at one point graden goes okay so like what do you do if like a man like cheats on a woman and he's like you shoot him in the head you shoot him in the head and he was dead serious like it was crazy town but he did promise us like a private plane to the Bahamas so at this point in time we're kind of like okay do we put up with this shit for an extra few days just go to the Bahamas like the content would be good the story would be good like blah blah

blah but I was like if I go to the Bahamas he's going to make me stay in the same room and like then we're going to be in fucking trouble we're going to be like stuck in the Bahamas it's going to be a whole fucking problem. Anyways, the next day I wake up, I have a million DMs from random people because I did name drop this man and they're just like, he's a serial killer. He like fucked his girlfriend's mom, recorded it, send it to everyone. Like stories that like you can't really make up and I was just like, this is fucking insane. And then I think the final straw the night was like I made a joke being like I've had more anal than Graden and he like flipped the fuck out at me and then we just called it quits there and then I blocked him on everything. What's up email,

memo, phone and I haven't heard from him since. But like what do you mean? Like the most shocking thing about that whole thing to me was like him just like being like you are going to have sex with me. You will make sweet love to me. You will make sweet sweet love to me. And Graden was a way. witness this whole thing. And we were just like, no. Like, no one's making sweet love to you, babe. Like, that's not how this works. I have to, like, agree to that. It was just all really fucked up. And then the next day, he sent me a picture of, like, him crying. The Riz that he had initially on me was he was cute. We met at Chey Margot. And in a joking way that was. And in a joking way, that kind of like funny, silly, cutesy, he sent me like a massive bouquet of flowers the following day.

And then he said he like worked with kids with cancer and like on paper, he looks like a perfect human. Turns out he was like lying about anything. People are saying that he steals, he lies. He was lying about his age. Apparently he wasn't 29. Because I knew that because when we sat down with him at drinks, he goes, I'm 27. And I go, wait. I thought you were 29. He goes, no, you were drunk. You don't remember. I said 27.

Turns out he's like 22 or something. Something like a lot younger than that. Like lying about his age, but like he's at Chey Margot. He has to be at least 21 and he told me he was 29. I'm confused what's going on. It was all really fucked as shit. And it's like kind of really scary because I feel like if we had gone to the Bahamas, it would have been a whole fucking predicament

that I don't know if I would be able to, like, weasel my way out of. He would have probably, like, fed me to the fucking sharks. I don't even think he was French. That's what some DMs are selling me, like, that he's not even French. And then he just, like, lies, steals. And it was really fucking weird.

When he was crashing out to me at our last conversation, he goes, do you want to talk to my dad? Do you want to talk to my dad? After he's sending me pictures of him crying, I go, why the fuck? Would I want to fucking talk to your fucking dad? dad what do you mean what do you mean uh where'd your dad come from i don't know really fucking weird ass shit but anyways that was my billionaire story we live and we learn i just like can't deal

with a billionaire for a hot second thank god i did not sleep at this man because that is so the thing is like i had a sense and i'm really good at reading people because typically in hally fashion i would sleep with a man that has promised me nice watches at Richard Millie telling me he's going to have a private jet, sends me flowers, like, this is a man I would typically sleep with. Thank you. But there was something in my gut telling me that this was wrong. There was something off. And just like, I guess the moral of the stories go with your fucking gut. And thank God at Graydon there. It would have been so much worse. But just like, Graydon can attest to this and he's going to come on in a few weeks and we'll talk about it more.

from his point of view, but Graydon witness him being like, you are going to sleep with me. It's like not an option. I go, I don't care how much money you have. Like, it is an option. Babe, there's this thing called consent and it takes two to tango.

Like, what do you fucking mean? No, like no is not an answer. No is the answer. And you're a fucking freak for saying otherwise. It was really like battling. But also like, I'm not like a naive person. Like I'm pretty street smart and I can hold my own when it comes.

Like I've dealt with fucking creepy men. But like I've never dealt with like that. There was like a language barrier there too where he was just kind of like you're saying yes. It was just very matter of fact in a way where like I don't think he knew how to like soften that harsh answer. If that makes any sense. But it was just very alarming. And I did not like it.

at all. He's blocked. He's not going to like this podcast episode because he's a fucking creeper. I can't actually show the picture of this man, the selfie of the man crying that he sent me, but I'm going to have Graydon, just for like legal issues. But I will have Graden recreated and we're going to put that in because Graydon saw this firsthand. And it was just tears beyond. It was really, really, really scary. But so funny. Just like the cherry on top of the ice cream cake. Wait. Is that the same? saying the cherry on top of the ice cream the cherry on top the cherry period the cherry okay now that we're done with that fucking weird ass fucking billionaire freak let's get in let's go back a little bit

this is our last episode in this set we're transitioning to a new set i thought we could talk a little bit about life's transitions and what transitions mean to me for me personally i because of my anxiety and my OCD and just like I have really big, big, big control issues in my life. Like if I'm not, which is probably like why I have eating issues. Like it's all like transitions are really fucking hard for me. Even positive ones. Even when it's like going from winter. Look, let's think about the seasons.

Like let me give you a small example. I will look at the transition from winter or spring. And some, most people, I think most. normal fucking sane people would look at that being like that is such a positive transition like it's getting warmer out summer is near in my demented glass half empty mind i'm like oh my god time's ticking on on one more second to death and that's how i spiral so transitions are really really hard for me also just like getting into a new routine sucks for me like when i went from high school to college was my first stint in rehab for an eating disorder because I just like

couldn't fathom going from one realm to the next and just the anticipation of that, you know, next step in my life weighed on me a lot and gave me a lot of stress. I also didn't have the best grades in high school or college, honestly. So I was just like kind of scrambling my senior year and I turned into like a complete perfectionist, whether it came to like food, school, anything in my life, I was just so OCD perfectionistic about it. Like I went crazy OD overboard with it. And it, I ended up in rehab. So it was just like really hard for me. Not great with transitions. Going from college to the real world was really hard for me. I probably could have gotten to rehab again that time. Life's tough. But like life is full of transitions and learning to embrace them is a superpower. And it's easier said

done. I remember when I started high school, that was like probably my first big transition, which makes sense because it was the first time, like, in eighth grade was the first time I really started struggling with food. I think it all started there, honestly. You know, eighth grade's a weird time. You're all like, you know, you're making friends, but you're not really in your self yet. You're a lot of hormones, puberty, like fucking fuck as shit's going on. Girls are mean. I went to an all-girls Catholic school. Like, if you weren't pretty, you weren't like a cool girl. And there was definitely tears in my class of like, there was like the cool girls and like

the kind of cool girls. And then everyone else was just like not that cool. That's kind of how I perceived it. And I always made an effort to be friends with everyone because I have been through a lot of awkward phases. Like when I went in there in fifth grade, you guys all know what I used to look like. I was chubby. I was awkward.

I had that bowl haircut. like fucking fuckass Justin Bieber. Like I looked like 11. I looked like, you know, Augustus Gloop, like a lot of different things I looked like. So the only way for me to make friends in that setting was kind of my humor and my personality. I was raised to be kind, raised to always talk to everyone.

And I think people like that I was outgoing and like always made everyone feel included. And I was also friends. I took the bus every day until I got a car when I was 17. but I took the bus every day and those were all my best friends, like, growing up, everyone on the bus. So, like, that was kind of like my friend group. But then I remember, like, seventh-ish grade, maybe the beginning of eighth, formals started to happen or, like, kind of gatherings with the other all-boys school, like, you know, where we'd start to mingle and stuff. And I started to, like, lose kind of like my baby fat at that time.

And I started to, like, grow my hair out. And I started to, like, look a little bit more attractive. and once I start to look a little bit more attractive, I was getting more attention from the guys at the all-boys school, which kind of like validated me to the girls in my class that were like kind of in the cooler group. So I kind of always associated like being thin and pretty made you like significant and important and like good enough to take up space.

That's kind of like how my mind worked. Like that was kind of like the girl math I did in my head. So from then on out, went into high school and I had a completely different friend group. I was now like in the cool squad and I was like this is sick like I started going to parties this is cool but you know it was a weird transition because I felt like I was kind of leaving a friend group behind but like also really wanted to make sure I was opening myself up to make new friends you know it was just a weird fuck-ass time. Fast forward, you know, high school's fucking rough for everyone. You lose friends every year,

it feels like. But sometimes people just outgrow each other. And like some of my best friends in high school I don't even speak to anymore, which is sad, but like that's just how life goes. Like you outgrow people. And it's scary because you'd like to think that the best friends you have right now are the best friends you're going to keep forever. But sometimes it just goes like this and that's okay for that's happened. You should just like let that happen. If it's supposed to happen, it's supposed to happen. And maybe like you'll find those friends later on in life, but maybe not. And that's just how life goes. But I do think that, you know, the competition that was applying to colleges and getting into a prestige school coming out of a prestige high school, it was like a lot of fucking pressure. And then

you get into college and then you're back at the bottom of the food chain again. Because you go from being a senior, you're the fucking shit, everyone's scared of you, to the bottom of the totem pole being a freshman in college. No one talks about that. That fucking sucks. All the upperclassmen, I remember, were so rude to me. Of course, they're going to be, like, rude to, like, the pretty blonde girl. I will say that it was difficult. And then you have to, like, meet new friends and, like, hope that people like you. I remember being a huge people pleaser going into college. Like, I was just, like, buying everyone's Starbucks, letting random people use my car. Like, all these different things just so I would secure like friendships.

And looking back on that now, I feel like so embarrassed that I did that. But like I just wanted people to like me. And I thought, you know, you would like buy the alcohol and buy the Starbucks and blah, blah, blah. Like people would like you. I feel like I was buying friendships at one point. Looking back, it is what it is. But like at least it's not like that now. It's just like a lot of growing pains that are uncomfortable.

when you like go into college. But when I graduated, I had no idea what the fuck I wanted to do. I was a classics major with an art history minor. No, what the fuck, I'm gonna be a museum director? Like, I had no idea what I wanted to do with that. And honestly, I only chose that major because one, I had to, and two, I was good at it. I was really good at interpreting art

and just like things that had gray area. I've always been like a kind of a creative mind, less of like a black and white mind. I've been always like a gray area mind. minded person. Anyways, I would say that when I graduated COVID hit right away, and then I was like, thank fuck. There's a crisis going on. So I don't have to like lock down and get a real job. Like that's my honest truth. Like I was like, thank God. I have some time to like postpone the inevitable of me getting a fucking corporate job, which by the way, I never thought I was cut out for it to begin

with. It gave me anxiety that I had no purpose and I had nothing I was passionate about and I had no idea what I wanted to do. I had some interest in real estate, which I eventually got my real estate license, but not because I was dying to fucking sell a house. I was dying of fake tits. My dad told me if I passed that exam that I could get fake tits. Like things that were inspiring to me were very not work related. They were like vanity related in like I wanted to move to New York. I wanted to party like it's not like i want to move to new york to like you know the american dream i don't know like how to put it like i was not excited to work i really didn't want to work i wanted to be a housewife honestly and i want to fuck around for as long as i possibly could so anyways like i in my family

like you have to work like you have to have some sort of job so i would host this i would spend the whole year not working and then i would go into nantucket where my parents and my family some and they would call me two job hallow because I would, you know, host us at crew, and then I would leave crew and hostess at the galley. It would be a sick gig. I would meet hot guys. I wouldn't get tipped. I would make 16 bucks an hour, but I was still meeting people.

I was having drinks on the job. I was like on Nantucket, living my best life. Like, it was fine. I was happy with it. And then September would roll around and I would go back to New York, no job and just rip it up. So I remember, like, I had a lot of free time. to just post on TikTok. TikTok was happening then.

And I would go on all these lavish trips. I would go to Vegas. I would be on private jets. I would be with my friends. I would be behind the DJ booth with these sick fucking DJs. And then I just started thinking, like, why don't I just start telling these stories and documenting my life? It wasn't a transition.

I didn't wake up one morning saying, you know what? I'm going to get into content creation. And I'm going to do this as a career. I more did it being like, I think if I posted online, like, I could get some followers and like, you know, I think it could be interesting. No one else is doing this shit right now. Telling stories and being authentic.

It was like I was kind of from an era of influencers where everything was super curated, all for the aesthetic. Everything was pretty imperfect. It was glamorizing the highs in your life. But like no one was really talking about the lows, like the hangovers. Like, you know, I fucking gotten cheated on. Like, no one was really being. honest in my opinion. So I was like, why don't I just tell those stories and talk about how I party

and talk about how I wake up a lot of times hung over and, you know, I'm not going to lie. I'm just going to give my honest truth and see how it lands. And somehow I ended up creating, you know, some sort of community through telling these stories. People were like, thank God someone's being refreshingly honest for ones. And it kind of just like hit and stuck and all of a sudden I had a career out of like it felt like I got a career out of not having one if that makes any sense and talking about it I'd be like get ready with me to like wake up at 11 and like go to equinox then I go to Pilates and then I go up with drinks like that I started getting like these brand deals and then no I'm with unwell and I have a podcast and I'm very happy and grateful but like

how did this happen I kind of just like how am I sitting here with the microphone in front of me these are transitions I did not anticipate, but it is weird how life works like that. And I think that, you know, this whole podcasting thing, when I first sat down on a Zoom with Alex and she was just like, you know, like would you ever be interested in doing like long form content? Like I love your short form content. You can do this as a podcast as a career. Like just make it a bit longer and like fluff off the stories a little bit and just like kind of like give context and whatnot. which is a lot easier said than done.

And I was like, fuck, oh my God, Alex Cooper's reaching out to me. This is so sick. Like, this is so exciting. Absolutely, I would love to do it. I didn't realize, like, how much actual, and I give her so much credit because I thought people just, like, sat down here with a fucking microphone in front of them and they have this, like, gift where they can just fucking speak for an hour and a half on end and ask a lot of, like, questions, blah, blah, blah.

But there was so much work that goes on behind the scenes. that I don't think people like really think about. I think when people see me sit here, they just think I just sit down with my coat on and just like rip it and just like kind of like roll, like see whatever rolls off the tongue. But no, like there's a social plan, there's like an editor, there's a producer,

we have to go through a whole outline. We have to think about what stories we wanna talk about this week and we have to think about topics that all bridge together to the next topic. You know, we think about segments, we have to think about, you know, like the longevity of the show show when it comes to talking about certain things and how we could like bring those things up later

or touch on things that we talked about in earlier episodes like there's a lot of thinking and planning that goes into it that I did not know about and I'm still learning I think my hopes for the upcoming season especially with the new set refresh is that like people see one a different side to me that's not all just like partying and hangovers. But like I just want to like make sure that when I am telling stories and I'm sitting here, I'm being intentional and I'm giving a full, I want to be like a bit more vulnerable, giving a, you know, like a bit more rounded version of myself. Because I feel like I just talk about things that like people find interesting,

which is like, you know, the partying and the sex and all the fucking crazy shit I do. But I do think that there's more interesting things about me when it comes to. to like how my mind works. I do have like a lot of thoughts. I think I'm like a lot smarter than people think too, which maybe is fuck to say. But like I think people just look at me as kind of like a dumbass whore bitch. But like or maybe not.

But like I don't know. I just like think that with this next upcoming season, we're going to have like a lot more guests on. I'm excited to have guests on. I feel like it just like I love having conversations with people. Like I love it. something I love and I've always loved, which is part of like why I love going out so much. It's like I love meeting new people, having conversations with new people, learning things

about new people and just like having fun with that. And just I feel like this new season is going to be a lot more focus on that part. And I'm really excited to see how it goes. I think it's going to be really good. Anyways, enough of me. and let's get into you guys. We're going to do some listener questions. And, you know, these really

are going to bring a joy to my evening. I'm going to have to sit with my martini before we really get into it. Too-choo. Anyhow, now let's get into you guys. Let's get into your listener confessions, which bring light and joy to my day. You guys are fucking freakier than me,

which I appreciate because it makes me feel more insane. All right, let's start with this girl. This beautiful girl, I'm zooming in on her face right now on this screenshot. She looks gorgeous. I sent nudes to an anonymous sugar daddy online and I worry if I get famous. He'll leak them. I think about this every fucking day. You have no idea.

I've been sending a lot of nudes recently to get a reservation at this really nice restaurant in Miami. The other weekend, I asked one of my daddies that I knew in Miami and I just sent a picture of my puss. got the reservation for me and Graden within 30 minutes. But like my hand tattoos are in them, so like I could be actually fucked if he wants to release them. But I have a pretty push, so I don't feel that bad about it. Yeah, this is a real fair. I mean, as I said in a previous episode, like I got hacked for, you know,

I was plowing myself with a massive pink dildo, and I was like, sucking dick. I have a few sex tapes that were all saved to camera roll in the middle of the night. that will probably eventually be leaked. But like, you know what we can do now? We can just blame AI. So if this man leaks your nudes, just be like, that's not me.

That's fucking AI. And people are just making AI nudes in me because I'm famous. That's all you have to say. And then you're golden. That's literally what I've literally thought about this so much. I'll just be like, it's AI. And I will not claim. I know famous people that don't.

do that or have done that because it's just so easy now. Hey, it's AI, bye. And people believe it. Next is I slept in my sneaky links porch because I thought breaking inside was crossing a boundary. What's the point of that, though? What is the reason? What is the reason? But like, yes, breaking and entering would be crossing a boundary.

Also, would be catching a case. We'd be catching a felony maybe. But I don't understand sleeping on his cold porch. like you're not even getting fucked. You're not even talking to the guy. So I'm not really understanding the thought process here. Unless you're linking with the sneak, what's the point of sleeping on his porch?

He's going to think you're fucking weird and he's probably not going to want to link with you again. I need more context of this story for it to make sense. Next, I believe, is by the same girl because it's the same profile picture. You scare me in the best way possible. She goes, I once air tagged a man because I thought he was cheating.

He was, hashtag, Tim. Okay, Queen. The thing is what air tags because I've also tried to air tag a man is it gives you notifications. When you air tag a man, you can see if it's tracking you. So it's a bit difficult, but I like the thought. A man buys and drinks my pee for $100 an ounce. but rent can't be that high and i know it's not i know it's not that high what do you mean what do you mean what do you mean all of emu the hundred bucks don't let a man drink your pee babe i like would get like if you're peeing on him like i've done that something you'll were into that i don't fucking know but like we're a hundred bucks at least 250 babe what are we doing here that's just like a lot

But like, get the bag, I guess. How do you know how many ounces? Do you have like a measuring cup besides your bed? Do you, does he pick it up? Do you Uber carrier package? Like, I have a lot of questions for you and I'm worried about you. And is he okay? That doesn't sound healthy.

I don't know. This girl goes, I used to pour bleach cleaning supplies, anything that would look toxic on my ex's weed plants. Babe, he might kill him. I hope this is anonymous because you might be catching a case after this one. Bleach, babe, we can't nail that. This is bad news bears. I don't know what to say to this one. I feel like I'm like a witness now and she goes to court.

This feels like an episode of SvU. Like, I don't know what to do here now. Like, I'm going to be called to the witness stand. Hallie Badchelder was on Extra Dirty and she read it. She knows who this is. smokes the weed plants that are covered in bleach. Like, I'll be on trial. But, like, you can't hate, like, just break up with him.

If you don't like to smell weed that bad, don't murder him. That's just my educated opinion. I would hook up with a coworker at the hospital to live out my Grace Anatomy dreams. I would do. I would, like, one of my dreams is to fuck in a hospital bed, honestly. if I'm in the bed and like my significant other like comes and like we have sex in the bed

like I would love to do that that sounds like a lot of fun to me but like I like having sex in public places kind of like I love the aspect of like maybe getting caught it like does something for me in my climaxing abilities but that's wrong and don't do that

I went to a funeral once because I knew the guy I liked was going to be there I mean, what's worse, like, meeting someone out a funeral or meeting someone at the club? Like, I guess, like, there's always a different location where you can meet someone, but, like, are you grieving the person who died? Or is the only reason you're going to the funeral is because you want to see that man get some dick? Like, there's questions I have about this. If you're just going to a funeral to get some cock, I would, you know, question that a touch and maybe pass on slight judgment. but if it's like killing two birds with one stone,

no pun intended, or REP, are you, like, if you're going to the funeral because you care and a guy who, like, happens to be there has some incentive to go also. The lines are blurred a little bit. I don't fucking know, but, you know, funeral, coffee shop, like, park. There's always new places to, like, meet new cute boys.

So I get it, I got it. It's trying times out there. I fucked my gay best friend with a dildo because he wanted to try bottoming. Are you gay? Wait, are you a girl? You're a girl. Wow, you're, you guys are throwing me for a loop today. I'm not going to lie.

I would love to do this with Graden. I'm not going to lie. Like, he would never let me. But like, if grade one, try bottoming ones. I would have back him with a dildo. I've always wanted to try a stop on. and grade would be the perfect person to do it. Everyone thinks like me and Grayden secretly hook up, but we don't.

He would never touch me. Like, whenever I, like, even change in front of him, he, like, jumps out the window and avert his eyes. Like, he can't even look at my clam. It's the most fucked-ass shit ever. But, I mean, I guess, Slay. If this is, like, what you both wanted and it brings you guys closer together as friends, then, period.

A man ate me out in a public staircase outside the club while I was texting my friends. That's hot. I mean, like, were people on the stairs, like, were, like, people online or, like, you know, like, getting eaten out in public places is, like, unreal. There's something about it that just, like, it's different. My ex told me that he would never love me as much as his mom. We had been dating for two years. That's some fucking weird-ass fucking Freudian shit that don't subscribe to. What do you mean he would never love?

love you as much as you love his mom. Like, does he want to fuck his mom? That's kind of how it sounds. You can't say that to someone you fucked before, comparing a girl you fuck to your mom. That's fucking weird. And he needs to be studied. I mean, that's just odd.

I just, like, I can't, Mama Boys is cute until it's not cute, if you know what I mean. Like, it becomes too much. It becomes the most. Like, get a fucking grip. Like, what? Why are you even comparing this girl

who you've been inside to to your mother, you're fucking weird for that. Get a grip clip. Get a grip. Clip. Anyways, listener confessions, they always make me feel so much better of myself. You guys are nuts and I love you all. Anyways, amazing solo episode. This is always fun.

I've been loving the solos recently. I'm not going to lie. I don't know if you guys have, but I have been loving them. And next week, we have some huge changes coming out. up, big transition, we're going to the new set. You're never going to see me in this blue chair ever again. For this new refresh, it's going to be a bit more of an interactive set. So for people that listen to me, you guys should definitely be watching on YouTube. It's going to be something you want to see with your own eyes. We're going to be making drinks. We're going to be having fun.

We're going to be talking. We're going to be moving around. Okay. I want to be interacting with my space. So definitely subscribe to the YouTube, you know, but if you're listening, of course, you can listen to me on any other platform. Tell your friends about the show. Like, subscribe, comment, do all the fucking things. And I'll see you guys next week. I'm really fucking excited about it. And I love you all. La la.

Have a good weekend, motherfuckers.