Last Podcast On The Left - Episode 557: Survival in the Andes Part I - Stayin' Alive

Episode Date: December 15, 2023

This week the boys pack their bags and head down to South America for the chilling tale of the Old Christians Club Rugby Team and the tragic plane crash of Uruguayan Air Force Flight 571.

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And I turned up the heat. I made it 85 degrees in that. Yeah. Just so that I could, because this story freaks me out. I'd imagine. It really freaks me out. And'd imagine it really freaks me out And I just I hope the audience is hungry. Yeah, I was watching alive and I literally ordered postmates and I felt so guilty

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Let's get some buckets of ice. We're just pouring around that place because things about to get a little chilly. Oh, yeah. Boys are talking about the cold because today we are talking about survival in the Andes, the story of the Uruguayan rugby. I'm alive. And it's rugby, not soccer, no matter what all of our childhood cartoons try to tell us. Yeah.

Sworn it was soccer. Yeah. I think this might be another Mandela effect thing. Yeah. Yeah. We're just being wrong. It's called being wrong. It's called like, it was soccer. Yeah, I think this might be another Mandela effect thing. Yes. We're just being wrong. It's just called being wrong. It's called like, It's called one Simpsons Rider, not remembering a movie wrong.

Sure. A best known from the 1993 movie. All right. The story of the Yoraguayan rugby team who spent 72 days in the unforgiving heights of the Andes mountains is one of the most harrowing tales of survival on record. Can I? All right.

So when we talked about with the Donner party, where you know, when you went from, oh, no, is my shoe and tie to, oh, holy shit, there's a spider in my closet, me bag. What a lot of stress would you put this compared to the Donner party? I put this maybe only because of length of time spent surviving. It's like close to number two because when we covered the US, US, S and E andapolis, that was just three days. You're very concentrated horror because you had constant sharks all at once, right? A bunch of fucked up shit all happened at once.

Same thing when we did the Essex. A lot of shit happened at once. Yes, they did turn out long, but I don't know. There's something about this. I don't know why because cold versus hot. Yeah, I'd much rather be hot than cold. I go either way. You know, cold's good.

I like it. I run hot, you know, so it helped me sleep. Yeah, I know. I just sleep so nice. And I run cold, so I'm not going to do well at all. You be hell on earth. But what do you think? What, which one would I rather do Essex or alive?

Well, just to much like the do alive, the Essex. You were a survival story. Were survival story. He covered or we could cover. I believe that this is up there, probably number two. The way that they described the cold is one of the most, I would just scaryest things that I've ever like read.

Because I think the plane crash itself, all right, but the cold and cold for the length of time that they had to endure it that I think would be the worst for me. You're fine with the airplane crash. I'm fine with the airplane crash and I'm honestly you're fine with the airplane crash. It happens. What are you gonna do? It's happening. It's happening. It's fucking happening. Especially in the andies with the fucking shitty ass blade. Well, the basic facts that well, before we get to so far, I have to ask the hackie question, who's most delicious?

We'll get there. We'll get there. We'll get there. Certainly not you. No, it's not. Out of the three of us. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Oh, no, I'm absolutely the most delicious.

I'm the leanest meat. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no I'm absolutely the most delicious. I'm the leanest meat. Let's move on and we're going to pick this back up. Addresses a man. You're all incorrect. We'll pick this back up. The basic facts that on October 12, 1972, a fair child F227 left on a charter flight from the South American country

of Uruguay with 45 souls aboard. Their destination was an exhibition rugby match in Santiago, Chile, which meant crossing one of the largest mountain ranges in the world. But while the purpose of the flight was a rugby game, the majority of the passengers on board were not on the team. It's like they were trying to travel, go play a rugby game, but instead, all they found was nothing.

Nothing trouble. Nothing trouble. Yeah, good. Also, like for he flying to an exhibition game, just practice it. Oh, it's a long story. It's a long story. I didn't want to get into like the full story. Sorry.

Well, I mean, because they're they're playing X a bit. They're it's an exhibition games, but they're the best fucking rugby team in all of Uruguay. So they go and play exhibition games against other countries. Well, only 15 of the passengers were players, while the rest were friends, family, or people who hopped on the charter flight last minute for a cheap ride to Chile. But as we all know, the plane never made it to its destination. What? 16 of the 45 people who crashed in the Andes would leave the mountains alive. Although I hesitate to say only 16

when I talk about the number of survivors. Talk about the number to the top 16 people that you want on any one of your teams ever. Like these guys are talking about survivors. They put the fuck in. It does make them the best rugby team of all time. It does, I believe. But in, it does make them the best rugby team of all time. It does. I believe.

Yeah. Put simply, it's an absolute miracle that anyone survived even the crash, much less what came after. These people spent nearly two and a half months. Months. Months. Yes. Months.

They spent nearly two and a half months near the top of one of the most unforgiving mountain ranges in the world. And the only certainty they had as far as their location went was that they were in the Andes and they were in South America. And we're not talking about the Richters because if you were inside of an Andy Richter, it would be super warm. Yeah. And you'd be able to eat a lot more.

Get fun. Get some stuff. But since this was to be a short flight, relatively so, there was little food, and since the plane was colored white, as most planes are, there was little to no hope that rescue planes would spot them. Therefore, the survivors were infamously forced to eat the dead to sustain themselves throughout their ordeal. And then just any time I say, eat the dead. Yeah, I mean, that's just to, I feel like I'm doing a trailer for like a 1977 fucking horror movie. But these guys did it, right? They did classy.

Yeah, they did very classy. Yeah. It is however important to make a distinction here. What these people engaged in was not technically cannibalism. As cannibalism has a ritualistic element to it and usually involves murder. Yeah, you sick fox. How fucking dare you. Rather, these men engaged in what's known as anthropophagy,

which is the simple consummation of human flesh. Simple. That's it. Yeah, it's just eating human flesh. You don't kill anybody. It's not a part of a whole thing. You just eat it. Does Carolina shop at Anthropophagy?

You're... I heard Ethan Hawke prepared for the role by eating his girlfriend's ass. Yeah. Why is Helen this is very, very Hispanic environment? My God, we were watching a live the other day. It's like if the cast members aren't white, they're Italian. Hey, that's not white. Italy is the South America of Europe.

That's not white. Italy is the South America of Europe. That's controversial. But you know, that's why we can say that members of the Donner party work animals because some of them did kill in order to survive. That's what ticks Donner party to the number one slot. Yeah. Is the actual like human machinations against each other and the group get divided. But meanwhile, this story is about truly the power of the group to divide it. But meanwhile, this story is about truly the power of the human spirit. But that was fueled by human means. Isn't the Donner party correct me from wrong? Like they got in trouble because they were kind of stupid. They definitely try to take a totally an accident. Absolutely. Well, I mean, it's because one person

was stupid. Yes. But the rest of them are completely blameless. Yeah. But concerning the survivors, one of the biggest factors when it came to how they survived was the fact that they were already a team. Yeah. And a rugby team at that. Yeah. Grab it in Tusslin. Big ball. That's going to be fun. Yeah. I'm not playing rugby. No, I bruise easy. I would love to play. I'm so sad I missed that train. I'm much sort of rather have done that than football. You rugby over football. Yeah. We used to play. I'm so sad I missed that train. I'm much sort of rather have done that than football. You rugby over football. Yeah, we used to play. That's the funny thing. We used to play a form of rugby when I was a kid, but we called it caveman football. Man, people got so hurt.

Yeah, I sat on seven or something. Yeah, yeah, yeah. I was and then it was just fucking just ripping into kids. It's hard as you can. They also get less concussions because they don't wear helmets and they know not to hit each other's heads. Yep. Yep. Fucking rugby. Well, that's heads. Yep. Yep. Fuck it, rugby. Well, that's all to say that these guys. Just run bags. Cute. That's good merch. That's good.

It's good. Rugby merch. If we had a rugby team, they'd be incredible. But it's all to say that these guys were in competition shape. They knew how to work together and at least the team were all between the ages of 18 and 26. They were young dudes. But since these were young men, they acted like

it, meaning they were sometimes petulant, annoying, and selfish in addition to being incredibly fucking heroic. I think it's one of those beautiful, it's slash devastating things that like Nando talked a little bit about this and one of the documentaries about how like, they all talk about like, you know, a lot of people said they were in this situation. They don't know if they could do it. And Nando was kind of saying the same thing being like, it's you would never know. Yeah.

If you could do it or not, unless you're put in this situation. And there was something about them just being boys that saved them because it was like it for some reason, it wasn't as devastating. They literally just got up every day and came up with new plans. It did new shit. And they were constantly on the move and sounded exhausting. I'd much rather do it with strangers and watch my friends die. But the strangers aren't going to work together. I mean, you see loss. It took them forever and they were on an island full of food. That's true. You see the show survivor where

there one guy got naked all of the time? Talk about eating meat. And yes, I know I got the numbers wrong in the last side stories. It's 4,8, 15, 16, 23, 42. I know that. I know that now. It bothered me for days. Rob is throwing a fist in the area. Apparently he was a part of the throng of people's efforts. I didn't even hear of a throng.

I just came off of the episode and went, fuck the fuck! 4,8! Not 9, 10. But because they were young kids that also meant they could be fucking playful. They joked around. They were even cheerful at times. If only to ease the burden of the situation, they were also jocks and they came from well to do families, not all of them, but a lot of them.

But all that's to say is that these people were very human. And this is a story of human survival at its absolute peak. If you'll excuse the pun, thank you. I will not. I love it. I was like when Natalie and I went into a Twin Peaks restaurant thinking you was the David Lynch theme, but it was just about tips. Oh my God.

Oh my God. I'll have the pancakes please. But since there were a fair amount of survivors, the story is well known and well told. And those who talk about it are often brutally honest about what they and others did during those 72 days. I do think that this also one of the very rare currencies where the big Hollywood movie was actually pretty spot on when it came to the events that kind of happened in sequence.

Yeah. Obviously the characterizations that make it up for dramatic effect. But there are certain things that you watch them do. We're like, they knew a lot about what actually went down. Yeah. Now, we of course used a live by peer Paul read as our main source of the series, but the world is also fortunate enough to have two books from the two men who eventually got everyone rescued. Those books are Miracle in the Andes by Nando Parado and I had to survive. I had to survive by Roberto Canessa out of the two Nando's is the higher recommendation because Canessa spends quite a few pages

writing about his career as a highly successful pediatric cardiologist. I love to look at kids. I like to open up. I like to get down in the rib cage. That's my favorite part of the job of seeing them operate between life and death. It's kind of, honestly, his book kind of sounds like, well, what's the movie that they wanted to make about Freddie Mercury and Queen, that what's his name wanted to make? The guitar player.

Oh, the Brian May. Brian May wanted the movie, or the original script apparently had Freddie Mercury die in the first quarter of the film, and the rest was the resilience of the rest of Queen. I'm like, sorry, buddy. Now, we call up the guy from Bad Company. Yeah. Talk him in a second with us.

It was easy. And so without further ado, let's get into the story of the old Christian rugby club and how they managed to survive the Andes mountains. There's no birds up there. No birds. Oh, fucking bear and wilderness. Sorry. Whenever.

Yeah, at least sitting in a attack by wolves at least. But then they would have had somebody eat. Well, if the wolf came, yeah, yeah, that would have been nice. You're right. Okay. All taken back. Yeah. I like dogs. Now while it may seem like it wouldn't be a large distinction, the fact that these guys were a rugby team as opposed to say a soccer team

does have some bearing on how they were able to work together to survive. The survivors definitely said that. Yeah, the old Christian team the best in Uruguay was established by two Irish Catholic missionaries called the Christian brothers who discouraged soccer in their school because they believed it promoted selfishness and egotism. Yeah, made the women too horny. These are your hands already. You fucking idiots. Yes, whatever man, soccer guys get enough.

Therefore they push their students towards rugby, which taught self discipline, devotion, sacrifice, trust, tenacity, and toughness. In other words, the principles and methods you learn in rugby are far more useful in a survival situation than, say, rolling around on the ground, pretending that you're hurt. Yeah, I'm a fucking shouts liar. I'm a free soccer. Fucking idiot. Because only I'm a thing who,, a lot of rugby really is like,

guys operating as a group. Yeah, it's a lot of, it's a big scrums. Well, they also sit, like, there's also a term of like, a man becoming grass. Like, if a guy falls down, he's grass, but it becomes the job of the other players to sacrifice yourself to protect the guy who's fallen down. Yeah, and you like push guys and lift them. You almost carry the dude and the ball to

the fucking end zone. I don't know what they call it, but I call it an end zone. It's basically an end zone. For lack of a better word. Yeah. Yeah. Well, as Nando Parado later put it, their rugby training was a big part of why they survived, especially when you consider that a lot of these guys have been playing on the same team for nearly a decade at the time of the crash. But in 1972, all of these guys were out of school, and the team included guys who were relatively new. Now, the flight had been chartered from the Uruguayan Air Force, but the plane used for

the flight was not what you'd call up to Air Force standards. So why was it there? Because it's used to transfer rugby teams. I guess you just decide you'll keep it instead of Because it's used to transfer rugby teams. I guess you just decide you'll keep it instead of throwing it out. Well, they bought it from the United States government. You're welcome.

You're welcome. Why? The team, their guests, and a few strangers had taken off in a fair child F227. And it was called in a couple of documentaries. It was called The Lead Sled. Not my favorite nickname for the plane. I'm about to be on.

Guys, what'd they call the Bobbin for Bobbin for Body Parts? Like, you'd be like, oh great. Out of the 78 Fairchild 227s built, 23 of them crashed. I just feel like we got a look at it. It wasn't flown by Harrison Ford. Yeah. I got to flown by Harrison Ford. Yeah. I Gotta get back to Callista It wasn't even like they crashed and they're like oh fuck we should probably take these out of circulation

23 of them crashed between 1960 and 2002. Oh my god. Yeah, they didn't stop using these freaking things killed almost 400 people Jesus Christ. It's getting Christ. I just don't know what, I guess what do they get out of it? I guess if people already paid for it, they're just gonna let them go until they explode.

I suppose so. I mean, I think just some people take what they can get and fine used to be a lot more dangerous than it is now. Yes. So much more dangerous than it is now. But the playing safety record was only half of the equation here. While the pilot had flown the dangerous route through the Andes 29 times, the co-pilot was relatively inexperienced. In the end, I'd say it was like an 80-20 split between pilot error and a shitty plane that resulted in the crash.

Yes. Now, flying through the Andes is dangerous no matter what, but it's more dangerous if you fly at the wrong time. That's because the air from the warm Argentinian planes mixes with the cold air of the Andes, creating incredible turbulence. If a plane got caught in a particularly bad pocket, they could easily lose control and crash into the side of a mountain. I did a little bit of research into plane crashes in general, which is bad for me. Right? Because I, this is, you know, if you're actually scared of flights, it's just anything. They don't crash in America anymore.

It's just, you're just, you're just killing hundreds of people. Is a great episode for the travel season, by the way. Yeah. Yeah. I'm about to get on a plane like six days from now. Soon. Yeah. Yeah.

But, uh, wow. Because normally if you have Delta, yeah, you're fine. Most of the time. I'm not gonna wanna pay out. You're not gonna die. Not gonna die. Not gonna table again.

Yeah, I'm gonna fuck a table again. All right, I don't care how Italian this is. But apparently like, from when I'm reading, the main issue, because I've now read three different testimonies that talked about what you really want to look for, which is, it's not the up and down turbulence. And it's not the side to side turbulence. It is a slow vibration that begins to increase

in its strength. That is how you know you're about to die in an airplane. The straight down too is usually a hard time. Yeah, it's a pilot running out with the other pilot severed head in his head. Yeah. Yeah. Bye bye.

Take it by Fred Wilson with me. Well the dangerous nature flying through the Andes was a fact well known to the pilots, because once the charter flight got to the point where they had to decide whether or not to cross the Andes, they landed in the Argentinian city of Mendoza to wait out the unfavorable conditions. The team and everyone else on board, however, wanted their full five days in Santiago. And this is the fault. This is a problem with being young. Yeah. The main issue with being young. Because if you if you had landed it before we got to the mountains and everyone's going like, oh, you know, I don't know if we're gonna make it over.

And they're all talking about this. I would've been like, let's stay here. Especially the 39 year old man with a lot of loose. I mean, let's just stay right here. Okay, we don't go over there. And it was in the 18 year, you're like, yeah, man, fucking cool. Bounces are cool.

It's like, no, it's not, Doc. It's a scary, fuck. Wow. It just knows a chick over there or something. Yeah, it should be like, fuck, as she could die next week. Actually, that's exactly what it was. It's like there were chick over there or something. Yeah, it should be like, fuck, she could die next week. Actually, that's exactly what it was. It's like there were a couple of dudes like,

man, I got some sweet Chilean tail on the other side of those mountains. No, you don't. I've seen the movie, dude. You're not alive in it. So after spending a night in Mendoza, the impatient and determined passengers were called back to the airport.

There, they discovered that the pilots still weren't sure whether or not it was safe to fly. Additionally, Argentinian law forbade international military craft from resting in their country for more than 24 hours. So the choice was to risk the Andes or go back to Uruguay. Well, and so what you do is you ask for forgiveness because sometimes if your troops or border other persons country, they give you senior warning and you only say just passing through, that's also a good way to lie because you're going to then you start attacking a super vulnerable city. Wow.

You're thinking about civilization six again, aren't you? But after a cargo pilot who just flown in from Santiago told them that conditions were fine and after a lot of pressure from the passengers, the pilots decided to go for it. You know what? I think this is a bad idea and I'm completely in charge, but uh, fuck it. Literally that to be like, you know what, fuck it, I'm horny too. Yeah, buddy, can I watch you? And I want you fucking.

Wow, Captain Harris, it's fun. And so everyone boarded only slightly concerned that it just happened to be Friday the 13th. The problem though was that since they'd spent so much time him and Han, the plane took off at 2 p.m. This meant that the plane would be entering the Andes during the afternoon, which was the exact time that the aforementioned winds created the worst turbulence. Additionally, the fairchild couldn't handle flying the direct east to west route over the mountains because its maximum cruising altitude was lower

than the highest summits, which sat at 22,831 feet above sea level. Now, be a thing you want to communicate to a couple pilots. Yeah. No, no, they knew what they were doing. They was like, oh, no, no, they knew. They knew, but like, you know, if they knew, they'd still be alive. They might. Or maybe not. Well, the pilots turned to path south to the Planchon Pass, where they could fly through the mountains before turning north to Santiago once they reached the town of Cautical on the other side. But even so, the flight was only supposed to take an hour and a half.

But for reasons that are still unclear, the pilot made the fateful decision to turn north in the middle of the mountain range, as opposed to waiting until they were flying over Chile. We couldn't really find any reason why. No one knows. Yeah. Additionally, the pilot mysteriously radioed air traffic control and told them that they'd flown over the town of Cortico long before they would have done so. Side stories, LPLG, gmail.com. I know we have a lot of pilot listeners because I have heard about this with that the getting lost in the air Sounds terrifying. Oh, it's off. It's different. Yeah, and this is before we had true like modern instruments inside of the plane I believe like they're not digitally connected. There's no GPS paying no drum machine. There's no

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, it sounds like and it please email side stories LPLGMalky.com. If you know like, what would that take to get lost like that? Because I know it's just visual. Sometimes you could just look up and you think you're going one way, but if the plane's been kind of slightly pointed in the run direction, going a couple hundred miles per hour

and then you're in a vastly different spot, but you didn't know because maybe you weren't fully involved or like it sound like the plane was kind of distracting. Yeah. Like people we yell on the screaming and shit. Yeah. Kids were like doing horse play. Yeah, there's a lot of horse play. But if you're a pilot, you need to be able to overcome horse play.

Settle down. Is there a door between them and the. Yeah, it's a it's a should be fine. Yeah, it's a regular plane. It's just a charter plane. Yeah, it was owned by the military, but it's just it's a regular ass plane. Right from ass plane. Right from North Rape. Well, air traffic control, therefore, once the pilots said,

Hey, we're over this town, they told the pilot to lower their elevation from 18,000 feet to 10,000. And that's where the turbulence began. Now, it was light at first, expected even. But once the Fairchild entered a cloud bank, the turbulence became unbearable. The plane rumbled and shook, dropping hundreds of feet at a time. But since the rugby team was basically a bunch of shithead kids, one of the players in the back of the plane grabbed the flight attendant's microphone and told everyone to put on their parachutes because they were about to crash in the Andes.

Hey, man. Love that guy. Yeah. Got to joke bomb. Yeah. No, but you like being there. You're gonna take a swing. You know, I got no problem with this. This is my one function in this group. That's what I'm talking about. You know, I'm the funny one on the sports team because I'm not very good, but you guys

like me around. Yeah. If you had, if you had a shot at this job, what would you say? Everyone, you know, put you out of seal on what's his name's joke. Uh, well, the great, the great comedian of red fox, you know, you put your legs between your head and kiss your ass. Goodbye. Yeah.

Now, the joke bond, as I said, but the team still wasn't taking the situation seriously. They tossed a rugby ball around the cabin. They did a bit of the ole ole ole cheer and because the plane was so up and down, up and down, they started chaining. Konga, Konga, Konga, Konga, Konga, Konga, Konga, which is fun. Yeah. But not when everybody dies in appropriate. Yeah. It's inappropriate, but it's much better than screaming and jerking off. You know what I have? Because nothing is worse. Have you ever been like that on a plane where you've had like a dip and someone goes, like, screams for I recently had a woman next to me was like having panic attacks the entire

flight. And I literally had to hold her hand for a while. No, yeah. And you're just like, it's fine, lady. Don't worry about it. And then go to the same thing. So I'm like, Delta will not let us die because they won't pay the money. You don't want to be sued. They don't want to pay our families.

Suddenly, though, the plane emerged from the clouds, and everyone expected to see the verdant green valleys of Chile. Instead, passengers looked out their windows to see a snow-covered mountain, not ten feet from the tip of their wing, as the plane kept bouncing. And it felt sort of like the bit that we did from bees and murder fest where it really feels like the, the guys were looking out, we're like, we supposed to be that close to the mountain top. Yeah.

No, that's it. People would like turn it you go like, hey, is this normal? And they're like, no, it's not. Now the pilots were up front trying to take control, but the turbulence in the periodic drops in altitude, along with the fact that they were now flying in the mountains was too much for them to handle. Yeah, man, this ain't the fucking death star run.

Finally, as everyone started praying, they felt the plane vibrate as the pilots desperately tried to pull up. They'd seen a pass far too narrow for the plane to clear. And with the deafening crash, the right wing hit the mountain, broke off, summer salted over the fuselage, and completely cut off the tail. Yeah, the plane just like fell apart mid air immediately. The flight attendant, the navigator and three members of the rugby team, including the one who made the joke, were sucked out of the back and fell to their deaths. Karma?

Funny one always dies early. That's right. Seconds later, the left wing also broke off, along with its propeller, which sliced the leg off of one of the passengers on its way through. All that was left now was the fuselage, which had become, in essence, a bullet, hurtling towards the Andes Mountains

at an estimated 230 miles per hour. This is probably where the lead sled part of it really kind of helped. They shot over the mountain. They all talk about it. It's like there was this moment in time of like, they're now flying with just air shooting all over them around them, strapped in. And they're all like, some of them have enough wherewithal to if they weren't strapped in already, it was just some of them just being sitting in the front of the plane where they were okay because it ripped off the back half first. Yeah.

And so they buckled up and they just watched it and told the silence just, until it hits the fucking mountain side and just sleds like you're fucking, what's it from the fucking rescue rangers? Tell spit, tell spit, please. fucking, uh, what's it from the fucking, um, rescue rangers. Tail spit, tail spit. But in an extraordinary piece of luck, the fuselage did not spin nor did it crash into a cliff face.

Instead, it landed on its belly in a steep valley at just the right angle where it didn't tumble end over in. Cause if it would have done that, the whole thing would have just over every once in a while. Everyone's dead. But two more players were sucked out of the back when the fuse lodge at the ground. But after it tobogganed, 400 yards down the valley at 125 miles per hour, it finally came to a stop when it crashed into a snow berm. What's a berm? I think it's a pile.

You know, a bird, like a, a Disneyland, they have a berm that's like what keeps you from seeing the outside world. It's like a big, like almost like a sand dune. Oh wow. It keeps you, like, that keeps everything inside. Yeah, it just has the elimir acclimulation of a snowcast aside by a plow. Nice. But the force of the impact ripped the seats loose and crushed the passengers in the front

like a folding accordionion killing four almost instantly. The crash was over, but the ordeal was just beginning. Now, this is where you read a lot about for playing crash survivors. It's just got to be harrowing. I don't know if you've ever seen that burner hurt dog documentary talking about the woman who fell from the plane. No, in her seat, she fell from something like 10,000 feet. And she survived. Like she managed to get caught in this tree. She like lived in her seat. It's fucked. But then she saw like she looked around. She saw other people that were stuck in the

ground, feet up like literally like fucking javelins. Just like it's a great documentary. But they all say they all everything I read was all about the the silence After a plane crash is insane. Yeah, where you're just like What because you just went from 20,000 feet in the air to just like on the ground And you're a lot like because it's weird a lot of these guys were like not heard at all Yeah, now once the passengers inside started getting some semblance of a bearing They saw that the cabin was covered in blood. They looked forward to the seats that had been compressed together. All they saw was a jumble of arms and legs, just motionlessly sticking out. In the first of many miracles, a player named Gustavo Zerbino had stood up during the crash

and held onto the luggage rack above him. Just as the seat he was sharing with a friend, sit out of the hole behind. Zarbino was still standing totally unenjured when the plane came to a stop. And from his recollection, his first thought was, oh, it's true that you can still think after your dead. Yeah, dude, it happened. That's what there's a, it happened so fast and the shock is so intense. It's crazy because he literally just hung on for dear life. Yeah, but so fucking bad. Yeah, it's literally just hung on for dear life. Yeah, but

so fucking bad. Yeah, it's crazy. Just like like like a parent glad. We gotta work on that shit, dude. We gotta work on it because I can't really do many pull ups. I can't put my seat on the sword up. We gotta work on this man. But Gustavo was alive while everyone and everything behind him had completely disappeared into the mountains, in all seven people had been sucked out of the back of the airplane and fallen to their deaths when the tale of the airplane had been severed. Later, some of these corpses would be found still strapped into their seats, and one would be found burned to a crisp because he had been ignited by engine fuel mid-air.

Fortunately for everyone who survived though, Gustavo Zerbino was a first-year medical student, so he began checking pulses. Yeah, he became doctor of the crew. Yeah, well, he became one of the two doctors of the crew, because in another piece of luck, the first living person Zerbino found was Roberto Canesa, who was a second-year medical student.

This also saved fucking everyone. Yeah. They got to work freeing more people. But before long, they became acutely aware of the scent of fuel. In fact, survivor Roy Harley was completely blue because he was covered in airplane fuel. And the make matters worse for Roy. This was his first time on an airplane. Let's just say next time, let's take a boss.

an airplane. But it's also not uncommon in South America at all to fly between cities and fly in between countries because through the mountains, you know, you just, it's very common. You're not walking, you're not busting. There's no roads, especially back then, not through those huge mountain ranges like that. You have to find them. But once they smelled fuel, those who were free fled the wrecked fuselage thinking that it might blow at any second. That, however, is when they realized just how much trouble they were really in. Yeah, they didn't realize they were trouble before. Now it's, there's, there are more trouble. Yeah. See, since all this occurred in the southern hemisphere, their seasons are switched. So October in this section of the Andes still had a month and a half of winter to go with

all of the blizzards and dangers that went along with that. Conversely, the winters in Uruguay and Chile are relatively mild, so most of the passengers were in t-shirts. At most, some were wearing blazers, so the passengers weren't even prepared for a chilly fall day, much less in environment where it was 10 below zero. Those who ran out of the plane found themselves thigh deep and snow, facing a cold that was so brutal. And this is what scares me.

This is how Nando Parado put it, how he explained it. The cold penetrated the bones and sculpted the skin as if it was acid, making each moment seem to last an eternity. Not good. Yeah. Send me to Miami. I don't want to be here. No, they said that there was at one point,

like one of the guys had a watch, and they would ask them, like, hey, what time is it? And he'd tell them, and they'd feel like hours had gone by. Hours upon hours upon hours. And they'd say, okay, hey, what time is it? In two minutes would have passed. Yeah, very, very bad.

I don't like the cold. To make matters worse, and that's a phrase I'm gonna use a lot over the next two episodes. Just keep tapping in, man. This winter in the Andes had been the most severe on record. Below their feet was a hundred feet of snow, and more would come soon enough. But the first person to take control of the situation

was team captain Marcelo Perez. And this is one of those things I find interesting about humanity in general, is that he was just the captain of the rugby team. But it's interesting how when you're young, yeah, you fall into these like, these like prescript describe roles almost in a way where you're like, well, he's captain.

Yeah. So let's just follow what the captain says. And he just like got everybody in order in the very beginning. I remember what time I was on a Greyhound bus like I'd stuck in the snow. And I like became the captain of the bus. I see that. I see that. Yeah. All right. Captain. I literally was like, all right. Because our wheels were spinning. I was like, someone grab a rug, stick it under the wheel. I was like, you guys get in the back and push. I mean, we get we couldn't get out of there. No, but you try. You try. And the guy who kept snoring, I wouldn't let go back to sleep. You wake up. Well, once it became apparent that the fuselage wasn't going to explode, Marcelo got the other boys to work freeing those who weren't trapped

underneath the seats. This introduced another problem, because even though these boys were the best rugby team in Uruguay, they struggled for every breath in the thin mountain air. But as they found more people, they realized just how badly some of them were hurt. Nando Parado's sister, for example, had blood pouring from her head and blood pouring out of one of her eyes while Nando himself was seemingly near death. His head had swollen to the size of a basket ball. That's because he was full of himself. He's our hero.

Nando's are fucking, he's a G dude. I take it back Nando. I'm sorry. So Nando was carried along with the other severely injured passengers to the back of the plane, basically to die. Nando had also brought along his mother, who'd been one of the four crushed to death in the crash. He brought his whole family on that one little flight.

The most incredible survivor was a player named Enrique Paltero, who approached med student Gustavo Zirbino and pointed towards his torso. You know, it doesn't hurt here so much. Or here so much, but it hurts like right here. He had a steel tube sticking out of his stomach. What do I do with this? I have a handle now. Knowing that a doctor had to instill confidence

in his patient, Gustavo told Enrique, yeah, right. You're going to be all right. You're fine. Don't worry, buddy. And surprisingly, Enrique took Gustavo at his word. But when Enrique turned away, Gustavo grabbed the steel tube and just yanked it out and brought six inches of intestine along with it. Yeah, not good.

The other med student, Roberto Canesa, quickly tucked the intestines back inside the wound and wrapped the injury with a rugby jersey. Gustavo then told Enrique that you're not doing great. Boss, that's inside you is outside. A lot of times we don't like that, right? Unless it's shit, come or piss. But if it's your intestine, if it's a part of the infrastructure, but apparently you can just live like that. Yeah, because that's the thing. He told him he's like, Hey, you're not doing great, but there's a lot of people worse off than you.

So I need your help. So I'm guessing the intestines didn't rip as much as they just got yanked out a little bit. I mean, I'm sure they got nicked. Yeah, good. Yeah. So moments after his intestines have been stuffed back into his body and reek a bucked up, did what he was told and started helping whoever he could.

Fuck yeah, man. Brody. Yeah, man. And to get his cardio up, he'd let out a length of it. And he just started jumping. And just to kind of get work up the entire time, they would have hours counting his jumps. Now, a lot of survivors only had minor injuries, but those who had broken legs or injured arms were sent outside to plunge their limbs into the snow to help with the pain and prevent swelling.

I'm gonna dip my balls! Perfect statement! The only woman to survive the crash without injuries was Liliana Methal. I think it's Methal. Yeah, it's a difficult name. There's a fair amount of difficult names at Mithal. Yeah. Yeah. But her husband, Javier had survived as well. Trashically, they were just fans of the team who decided to pair the exhibition match with a nice romantic vacation in Santiago. Nothing gets me horny like a bunch of scrumbags. a bunch of scrumbags. That's a big rule around that big old ball.

But unlike the others, Javier immediately succumbed to altitude sickness and was vomiting and extremely dizzy as a result. This condition would not change for a long, long time. I was trying to look that up about, does your body get used to certain things? Because I guess you can get sort of used to altitude sickness, but I, why I mean, thing was about sunburn. I've always wondered this. And I really haven't found any direct sort of information about it, but the idea of like, your body could eventually get used to the sun coverage. And then even if you're like super fair, you get burns the time time again. Eventually, you do get tan, but it's like, I guess your,

your chances of getting cancers like 30% more or whatever. I'm not sure. Okay, it's going to be bad. But the person who was in worse shape than anyone else out of the ones who had technically survived was Graziella Mariani, who was on her way to her daughter's wedding in Santiago. She'd been crushed by the seats, yes, but she had survived. Her chest was pressed against her knees, and both of her legs had been broken when the seats crumpled together. The tangled mess of metal made it impossible to free or even move her, so all they could do was wait for her to die as she screamed in agony.

But then the survivors heard moans from the cockpit where they discovered that the co-pilot had survived. Both him and the pilot had been pinned by the instrument panel when the nose of the plane crumpled, and he was definitely going to die. The pilots already dead, but the co-pilot was at the very least conscious. And so, after they removed the cushion from his seat back to relieve some of the pressure, he managed to give them an important albeit incorrect piece of information. You should have just said nothing. You should have just been like, the combination of the safe. Like you could have been anything else.

Tell me where is he. Where is he? Who did he want for? He's in the... God damn you, Detroit. Well, he told them that they'd passed Kodako. But now, as we said, they'd never gone far enough west to pass that town. But it was possible that the co-pilot's inexperience meant that he took the pilots word for it when

he'd radio the transmission, saying that they had, had in fact passed the town to air traffic control. Or he might have also thought, yeah, we passed it. But none of the survivors had any reason to doubt the copilot. So they operated on the assumption that they were much further west than they actually were the rest of their ordeal. The copilot of course didn't last the night, but he did ask for one thing from his flight back. He wanted his gun so he could end his life quickly, but the survivors figured they had other priorities. I liked in this scene in the live, but they're like,

I will not be involved in this. Yeah, and they just leave. So there was a gun amongst them? No, thankfully no one found the weapon. I can only imagine what kind of shenanigans would have gone on. Everything. There was a gun in the neck. Shoot the mountain. Now, once the situation had been fully assessed to the best of their abilities, team captain Marcelo Perez began to realize that they were at best, lightly fucked. Lightly fucked. I don't know, buddy. I've been lightly fucked before. It's nice. But that's the thing. I think that people use the term fucked way too often.

Because for me, like, fucked is like things are, I might die. They're fucked. But this is lightly fucked. Let's say relatively speaking, lightly fucked. Since they crashed at 3.30 pm, nobody would realize they were missing until 4, and no helicopter could fly through the Andes at night. That meant that everyone would have to spend at least one night in sub-zero temperatures, wearing light summer clothing with no coats or blankets.

The best they could do to protect themselves from the elements was to build a wall of suit cases, airplane fragments, and loose seats to block the open end of the fuselage. Once that was done, the survivors took full account of who lived, who died, and who was near death. Five had died instantly when the plane crashed, and two had died soon after, so those that could be reached were removed from the plane and laid outside face down in the snow. Eight more passengers were simply gone, having been sucked out of the plane while it face down in the snow. Eight more passengers were simply gone, having been suck at the plane while it was still in the air. One person had actually

survived the fall, but when the survivors spotted him walking on a mountain slope a few hundred yards away and yelled out, he turned around, stumbled, fell down and was never seen again. I don't want to die like Mr. Bean Imagine living through that It is that's how thin life is It's all just a what crap shoot. Yeah, so the middle of the planes the safe is place to be yeah middle the plane. So everyone who like fought for first class died. Yep. And then everyone who was like stuck in the back, near the suck down. Next to the toilet, things got worse. All right, middle from now on. But despite the severity of the crash, 32 people were still alive when the sunset on October 13th, 17th 1972. KKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK 7 to the rear fuselage hole, an 8 feet across from window to window, small space, and this

was their only shelter. Smartly, those with relatively minor injuries decided that those with the lowest chance of survival would be placed near the suitcase wall where it was coldest. This practical decision, however, would inadvertently save the life of the man who would help save them all. If you'll remember, Nando Parado's head was swollen to frightening proportions, and his skull had been thoroughly cracked during the crash landing. Maybe I'm getting smarter.

But since he was sent to the coldest part of the plane, his brain did not swell, and therefore he did not die. Is that real? That's real. They actually use that now as a treatment. I saw an actual doctor one of the doctors head on ice during the one. Disney him. And one of the documentaries I saw they talked to a doctor like actually today, this is what we use partly to help people whose brains

are swelling. Additionally, a teammate decided on that first night to pull him just a little closer towards the massive body heat and the balance of warmth and cold saved Nando's life and essentially saved them all. Now eventually, Roberto Canesa, the other man who would take the final expedition with Nando, realized that the cloth covering from the seats could be unzipped and used as makeshift blanket. These guys were crafty as all hell.

They were. You turned crafty real fast. Oh yeah. You know, it's, it's, I feel just started changing. I still feel like I die just from cheer. Yeah.

I don't want to. We were talking about, we probably would just straight up suffocate because I have much weed. We smoke stuff. Yeah. Just from the lack of oxygen. Yeah.

But while the covers were made from nothing more than thin nylon, they still heavily contributed to the survival of the passengers when it came to retaining body heat during the sub-zero nights. And here in a bit, I'll get to why weed smoking wouldn't have had any bearing whatsoever on your survival chances. All right.

Thank God. I'll keep going. Yeah. Thank God they already loved hugging each other. All these rugby guys. You better be able to use the horse play and grab ass, especially when it can save your life. Pretty soon though, the shock of the crash wore off and the panic set in.

Almost everyone complained, argued and raved throughout the night. Everyone's trying to one up each other when it comes to whose injuries were the worst. But the most terrible element was the woman who was still folded under the seats with two broken legs. Yeah, because she's just like, you guys think your shit sucks! I'm a human accordion! She screamed throughout the night, and only shrieked louder when anyone approached her to help.

Strangely, this was a reaction that a few of the injured had that night. Maybe is like a sort of hay-wired survival mechanism. In one case, the plane's mechanic began to believe that one of the rugby players was trying to kill him. And when the player approached him, the mechanic screamed that he wanted the player to show him his papers, and then he asked him to identify yourself. Identify yourself.

I think it is some sort of survival thing where it's like, if anyone comes near me, they are going to kill me. He's already asked everyone to kill him. Yeah. No, this is the mechanic. Of the mechanic. Yeah, the mechanic. You know, he kind of he was like, you know, there's always a guy who goes a little loopy. Yeah. The mechanic was the one who went a little loopy.

Yeah, I think that it required. I feel that that's a process of shock wearing off sometimes. Yeah. And all the while, the woman's stuck in the seats continue to scream. Finally, someone lost their temper and told her that if she didn't shut up, he'd come over there and smash her face in. He later regretted that statement. I mean, someone, you need that to stop. Well, that's of course, cost her to scream even louder. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, it didn't work.

And that was mixed with repeated requests from the pilot for someone to find his gun. Man, he's still alive. Yeah. As one player, as one player put it, the night was comparable to Dante's hell. And by the time the sun rose, the next morning, four more people were dead. But mixed in with the panic and horror were bizarre moments of shock. At one point in the night, even through the screaming, one player stood up and told everyone, I'm gonna go to the store and grab a Coke. Anybody want anything?

And one of the guys like responded and said like, yeah, grab me a mineral water while you're at it. It's actually reminds me a lot of the deotlov pass story. Maybe one day we'll do a big update on because there's been new stuff that's come out about it. Yeah. I don't know if I'm even saying it correct. I think it's deotlov. I mean, it's anything so people could fucking stop yelling that I kept saying it wrong. Yeah, yeah, I said we could change it. We can change the past. But the idea of that that kind of hallucinatory part of being super cold and panic. Now, while most of the survivors were hesitant to even open their eyes and face the situation when the sun came up. Team Captain Marcelo Perez continued his established role as the leader and got people to work.

Burpees do incredible things. One night of mass panic was all they allowed himself. And while the panic would come and fits and starts, the survivors quickly realized that if they let the panic take over, all of them would die. First, the four who would die in the night were removed from the plane. But when they tried removing the pinned woman, who they thought was dead, she screamed again. But finally died later that morning. Wounds were then cleaned, dressings were changed, and instructions were given to the injured who could take care of themselves. For example, the guy who's in testants said popped out, he had his wound disinfected with cologne and was told that if anything popped out again, just

pop it back in. Hey, at least he's going to fucking live being sexy. So not to be totally brutal and horrible. Like, you got to kill that woman, right? Like, she's going to die. I like, it's just bringing back bringing down morale. There's a thing that there's a stripe through all of the survivors where they talk about their this is pretty religious. Yeah. Yeah. They're Catholic. They're very it's embedded in. So a lot of them had to figure out a way of how to obviously later on what they ended up kind of not mental gymnastics, but sort of a, let's just say the, the, the, theistic math. Mm-hmm. They had to figure out how to handle the, the, quote, unquote, cannibalism, but in terms of

killing someone, I think that they were not ready to do it. They're all young boys. Yeah. He's really young guys. They don't, they don't want to kill anybody. No. I'm more likely to kill someone 20 years ago than I am now. Yeah. I'm gonna go, let me have now. Okay. Okay. Okay. Okay. Okay.

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Yeah. Yeah. This is actually kind of nice down here. Well, after the wounded were taken care of, the empty suitcases were arranged into a cross so the rescue helicopters, they were all banking on, could see them because they very quickly realized that a white fuselage, laying on white snow, would be impossible to see. But even though they figured

rescue was coming either that day or the next, they still accounted for what food they had. And all, this is it. They had eight chocolate bars, five newgit bars, an assortment of caramels, dates and prunes, a 10 of salted biscuits, two tins of mussels, a 10 of salted almonds, and a few small jars of jam. So you mean to tell me, they had a year's worth of girl dinner? Mm-hmm.

When it came to beverages, they'd already drain two of the five bottles of wine that survived the crash, but they still had a bottle of whiskey, a bottle of cherry brandy, and a bottle of cream demands. No water. No water. No water. No.

Well, hey, guess what this roundabout? Snow. Yeah. Now, they only had liquor left. But while the hope of a quick rescue was the general consensus, team captain Marcelo Perez insisted on rationing just in case, giving everyone just a square of chocolate and a deodorant cap full of wine. Now seeing as how they only had a relatively small amount of liquid for 28 people, their immediate danger was death by dehydration.

No, but just no. Eh? Technically, they are surrounded by fresh water. Yes, no! No, it's frozen water. Yeah, you gotta It's frozen water. Yeah, you gotta do something with it. The problem with eating snow is that it cracks your lips,

cuts up your mouth, and quickly causes source to develop. Man, what the fuck? So you can't blow frosty the snowman? Yeah. God, that's what he says. What's that? This was even more of an issue because the higher a person goes in the air,

the more water they need. At their height in the Andes, their bodies dehydrated five times faster than normal because of the oxygen levels in the atmosphere. This is why mountain climbers carry small gas stoves so they can easily melt snow and drink the requisite amount of water. Mountain climbers are almost constantly drinking water on their way up. Here was this guy named Yuley Stec that I got into. It's like he's this dude who's into like, he's

an alipenist, alipenist, and so he just speed runs of mountains and he just runs up this crazy fucking shit, but he doesn't bring anything. He doesn't bring, and it's scary, but he's, because he's like, I, I travel fast enough, I do not need to drink, I do not need the old waters, and you're like, what the fuck did? You got gotta be careful. Why, what's that race to the summit, documentary? It's wild. Oh yeah.

Well, eventually though, a player named Adolfo Strouch, Fito to his friends came up with an ingenious solution. Well, as a bit of a side quest, perhaps not surprisingly, Adolfo Strouch's family was from Germany. And while I don't know this for sure, I'd imagine the Strouches, who again, named their son Adolfo. I'd imagine they arrived in Uruguay sometime in the mid-1940s. You know, I think that maybe due to some of his genetics, he'd be very

good at keeping things in order. Well, we do talk in our crowd rock series about the the wonders of German engineering. Oh, additionally, Adolfo and his cousin Eduardo Strouch, they were both blonde and Adolfo was nicknamed the German. I just feel like if we got together, we could figure out some kind of final solution to this issue. Adolfo. They call him Pito. Yeah.

Pito. That's good. Yeah, that's good. Yeah, that's better. I think it kind of tells me that people were uncomfortable calling him Adolfo. You have a problem with this. My name. What does it remind you of? Something bad.

I hate up here. I can't keep my my mustache short. Short enough. I hate having a four beer to hide my most stellar leader like mustache. That's another crazy fucking thing about the movie, Alive's Ethan Hawke. He plays Nando. Very much.

And his trimmed goatee. The entire movie. The entire movie. He refused to grow beer. Yes, he refused to grow a beer. Yeah, I really love that. Or even put a fake beard on. Yeah, sexy.

Yeah, he said, no, I must keep my sexy Ethan Hawke goatee. I'm Ethan Hawke. Yeah. I have the goatee. It's Ethan Hawke! Yeah! I have the goatee! It's Ethan Hawke, Guy Fieri, the guy from Pondstock. He's a famous goatee! But regardless of lineage, Adolfo realized they could melt snow by taking aluminum from the wreckage to make somewhat of a hot plate that could be warmed by the sun.

The melted snow. It's most ingenious. The melted snow would then funnel into a wine bottle. And while it didn't produce enough water to keep everyone comfortable, it did hydrate them enough to stay alive. Just remember each sip as you take, you can sanks the Nazis. Thank you. just remember each sip as you take, you can sanks the Nazis. Thank you. I'd argue that you thank the allies for driving the Nazis just off America. Exactly. The reason for the season. Now to keep everyone distracted and occupied while they waited for rescue,

Marcello Perez split the survivors into teams. One would be in charge of medical needs, another would keep the cabin clean and orderly while the last would make water. But while water seemed like it was the easiest job, it was also one of the dirtiest, because they had to find snow that wasn't polluted by blood, human waste, or airplane oil.

It also came with its own challenges, because they had to venture further away from the plane in thigh deep snow. Fly from North way. Now on the third day, everyone was starting to get a little nervous. Yeah. Because there was no sign of rescue. But that was also the day that Nando Parado woke up from his mini-coma, having no idea what happened.

After he weakly asked where he was, someone bent down and whispered into his ear. Hey buddy, I just want you to know, hey, okay, so, things are in. Super chill, hey. We're not at the game right now. We're in the top of a mountain. But you scored all the points. You scored all the points. You're the number one you're gonna number one, that I'm one guy. Your head's trying to get to a rock people. But then he was told his mother was dead. And then he was told his sister was dying.

And instinctively, Nando then reached for the wound on his head and pressed it, making himself gag when he felt the spongy sensation of shattered bone pressing against his brain. Because your brain, I mean, how does it feel? Side stories, LPLGmail.com. Can you actually do that? Can you do that? Your, because your brain doesn't have nerves. It's this stuff around the brain.

Am I correct? I think so. My item's just talking to my ass. I wouldn't say, yeah, because, yeah, because remember, in Hannibal, when Ray Leota, at the very end, he's sitting there and Hannibal's eating his brains and Ray Leota is still going to have. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah, you know what? That is fact.

But shortly after Nando woke up, the survivors finally saw a plane flying overhead and saw another few hours later than another. And these were the search planes that had been sent out to find at least the wreckage, and some of the survivors maintained that one of the planes had tipped its wing to signal that they'd seen them. But despite all their efforts, including writing SOS on the fuselage with lipstick and nail polish, it was impossible to spot the location that was rapidly becoming a hellish existence that would last far longer than anyone expected.

Now, after they realized it was likely that no one was coming, some of the survivors wanted to make an expedition to find civilization, but due to the co-pilot statement that they had passed Kortico, they were operating on faulty information. It is worse that he told them where they were not. Yes. Additionally, the altimeter in the piece of shit Fairchild aircraft gave the wrong reading. It read 7,000 feet, which made the survivors assume that they were on the western foothills of the Andes. They thought they were much closer to Chile than they actually were. In reality, they were deep in the mountain range at almost twice that altitude.

To make matters worse, walking in the snow was, as I said, extraordinarily difficult in their weakened condition, which made a trek even a few dozen yards away from the fuselage and incredible effort. This is also why you, when you jog in the wintertime, you burn more calories. Interesting. Yeah, because your body's trying to keep you warm. Yep. But again, Adolfo figured out that they could use seat cushions tied to their boots

as snowshoes. One more thank you to Zafazalazza. I can't remember who did this. I mean, maybe his parents weren't fleeing Nazis, maybe because they're Adolfo. Yeah, from Uruguay. Well, the reason why the Germans went to South America, we learned in the Mangala series is because there were already a lot of Germans there. Yes.

So it's possible. It's very possible. Maybe Adolfo was a family name. Aiger, maybe he's just a fan. Yeah, maybe. But he was younger than Wolf or two. And his parents still named him after him. Well, I think it's different.

Maybe. I don't know. We don't know if his parents named him after him. We don't know. The same name. It's a poppin' name. I don't know on it. It's a poppin' name because you think it's different. Maybe. I don't know. We don't know if his parents named him after him. We don't know. The same name. It's a poppy name. I don't know on it. It was a poppy name because you let it South America. It was just, it was a poppy name.

And you think changed over time. And also Adolfo and Latin American countries is like, it's not, it doesn't have the same connotations as like, Adolf does here in, you know, the rest of the world. Yeah, they loved it. Well, Adolfo's cousin Eduardo Strouch, who also was quite crafty, he made sunglasses to protect the survivors from snow blindness by cutting the sun visors in the cockpit and stringing them together with copper wire.

But even though they were figuring things out, the situation still wildly swung from getting better to getting worse. He was always getting worse because the only way to get better, it's not be there anymore. It's degrees. I argue it's degrees. On one hand, Nando's sister finally succumbed to her injuries and died in his arms on the eighth day. The people who were really hurt were starting to die.

But on the other hand, some of the people who had injuries that seemed fatal were starting to heal, and they were therefore able to help. It's about being young. Yeah. Really is about being young. And eight days it took for her to die. Yeah. Eight days. Eight days. Eight days conscious too. Very bad. Like she was conscious of the ass. She would go in and out of consciousness. She was like, you know, but just in their begging. Honestly, thank God Nando was there. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah, I mean, he was, that's what he said too. He's like, I was glad. Yeah, he said he was glad he was there. Yeah.

That left only two with truly serious wounds. And I'm going to do the best I can with these names here. Arturo Nogiera and Rafael Echevarén. Oh. Best I can. Both had serious leg injuries. So Roberto fashion hammocks that hung above the rest of the survivors inside the fuselage.

The tradeoff was that their wounds wouldn't be stepped on because that was a constant problem, but they were colder at night because they didn't have the warmth of the other bodies. But even still, Rafael began every morning by yelling, I am Rafael Eshevarrin and I will not die here alive. I mean, that's fucking awesome. It's awesome. No, it was inspired everyone every fucking morning, like, yeah, until of course Rafael died there.

Yeah. Yeah. But he lost Brewster of all time. But he lasted a long time. He lasted well over a month, both the guys did. That's so impressive. Yeah. Another source of morale was Gustavo Nikolish. This would be you at Coco. The funny guy, the funny guy. He was that clean up crew. He told jokes and stories. He led them in games of shraids to keep their spirits up as much as he could

amidst the, you know, terror and misery. Los Loser draw. Yeah, exactly. Well, eventually, like they even had, like they had inside jokes, they'd make light of the situation eventually that would come later. Yeah, of course they would figure out because the human spirit does seem to enjoy a couple of gallows humor style and drag. How could you not? There was a lot of gallows humor amongst these guys. You got to.

You have to like, if not, you're literally just going to what happened to the Donner party. You come a, a crawling group of mountain creatures. Yeah. This show is proof that gallows humor is great. Yeah. Of course. And that's how these guys fucking survive. Yeah.

You are correct. Yeah. Cause these guys, yeah, the, the Donner party was definitely like just fucking ghosts. Yeah. Cause they got to these, they were regular people by the time they even, you know, fucking ghosts. Yeah, because they got to these they were regular people But the time they even you know not to spoil by the time they survived the they were still kind of normal Whereas like at the end of the Donner party everyone's like Well these guys weren't they were kind of normal. Yeah, I mean they were to yeah

They were traumatized like the fur some of the guys for a little while afterwards like any if they were eating and anyone came near their food, they'd be like, get the fuck away from me. Oh, I know. No, like, natural. I'm kind of like, no. But for most accounts, what these guys said, the first 10 days were the hardest of the entire experience, but partly because no one knew what the fuck to do. Yeah. And so as the first 10 days dragged gone, the situation got more desperate.

The only things they had to burn was whatever happened to be on the plane. And after all the wood was gone from just two fires, they burned $7,000 in cash for just the slightest warmth. And if that ain't a sign, that's like symbolic. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Just like what really matters. Yes. Most of them, however, had lighters and a shitload of cigarettes. See, Chile had a cigarette shortage. And most of the people on board were smokers. So they'd brought literally thousands of cigarettes for a five day trip. Thank God.

Yeah. It gives you something to do. Yeah. You wear an nicotine patch right now. Right now. And it's beautiful here. I quit eight years ago. No. And it's beautiful here. I quit eight years ago.

No, now it's almost 10. Wow. When I quit smoking cigarettes, I'm still wearing step two. I hope none of these guys ever quit cigarettes. I hope they still smoke them today. I hope so too. I mean, because it's me. It is, you know, I used to always smoke just because I was bored and nervous.

It gave me a thing to do. Yeah. And a lot of these guys chained smoke to the point where they had to ration everyone to half a pack a day. And even then, some of them went beyond that and begged the others to share. Which is probably why we could have survived. Yeah. In terms of lung capacity, again, they're young. Yeah.

But still, they're one. They're smoking, right? But as far as I know, they never ran out of cigarettes. Wow. That's fucking good for them. That's a conical. Yeah. But the most pressing problem was, of course, food.

After nine days, the food had all but run out. And while the shock of the cold along with the fear and depression had curved their hunger in the first week, survival instincts were starting to kick in. So this is where the anthropology started? Did just wait. Just wait. By non-ando's memory. The last real morsel of food he was given was near the end of the first week, when the

team captain handed him a single chocolate-covered peanut, which Nando ate over three days. Like, he was Bob Cratchett. First it was the chocolate, then it was half the peanut, and then it was the other half of the peanut. Now after the food was gone, they tried eating strips of leather torn from luggage because they'd all heard shipwreck stories where sailors ate their boots.

I totally would have tried to eat the leather. Yep, the problem was that the leather was chemically treated. So eating it would have done far more harm than good. Yeah, it's not like back in the day was pure leather. No, but as Nando put it, there are some lines that the mind is very slow to cross. When the thought finally did occur to him, it was with an impulse so primitive that it shocked him. That impulse, of course, was the urge to consume human flesh. Now, the idea first came to him when he was staring at the leg wound of a young

man lying next to him. The center of the wound was moist and raw and his nando smelled the faint scent of blood. He very simply realized that, Hey, that's meat. I don't want to get there, man. No. Why not drink the blood? It's bad for you. I think drinking blood's bad for you because it was well, because they had water. Oh, you're right. Yeah. Sorry, let me keep the blood. The blood is what makes the meat good.

Nando then looked up and saw that there were several others staring at the wound who obviously had the same idea. But even though they felt shame at first, Nando, nor any of the others, could deny that when they looked at human flesh, they now instinctively recognized it as food. It really is the loony tunes thing of like seeing the other guy on the shipwreck island turn into a turkey. Yeah. Because you just are the biological imperative begins.

Yeah. Because your body wants to survive. Yeah. Rain wants to survive. Yeah. It's that hierarchy of needs. It's your brain switches. Now out of all the survivors, Nando was the most driven. If you'll remember, both his mother and his sister had died in the crash, and he was determined that his father would not have three people to mourn instead of two. He was going to get off that fucking mountain. See, it's so cool because it really could have just sent him

into crazy depression. He could have gone on the part. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah, no, he used it. And so, Nando took his friend, Carlitos, aside, and told him that there was food right in front of them if they were willing to go for it.

We're gonna eat the airplane. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. We'll eat the mountain rock by rock. Yeah. And then we'll be on the flat land. No carletals. Nando first suggested the pilot because as Nando put it, he was the one who put them there. So he could be the one to help them out. Yes. Fuck you. And it's he a pilot

would actually be pretty delicious because they keep in shape. But not as much as the other guys pilots, not going to be in his big. But not as much as the other guys. Pilots not going to be in this big, good shape as a rugby player. No. You won a little fat, but he'd also might be drinking less, the smoke less. Pilots get hammered. Yeah, no, I know. Pilots are a bunch of filthy drunks.

Side service LPL, gmail.com. Yeah. How often do you fly, play drunk? After listening to Nando's argument in silence, Carlitos finally admitted that my God had been thinking the same thing. And so after floating the idea to a few of the other guys over the next few days, they decided to call a meeting. Roberto Kinesa took the lead and told the survivors that if they ever wanted to see their families again, they had no choice but to consume the flesh of the dead. I was, I don't know what you think of that.

And he was absolutely right in saying so. It was the only choice. Yeah. Now some put up a fight and others refused outright, but eventually the justification outside of pure survival, of course, came from the New Testament. One survivor claimed that he had prayed to God, and God had answered with this.

He who eats of my flesh and drinks of my blood will have eternal life, and I will resurrect him on the last day, taking eat. This is my body. Yeah, all Catholics are cannibals. Yeah, that Jesus, we already eat. We believe in some transubstantiation.

That was their exact justification. We eat the body of Christ, so therefore we can eat the body of our friends. Yeah, Joe, the testament really is like the shitty sequel. Well, it's the fucking, I'm viewing it as the, it's the Temple of doom. Yeah. And so, it was decided that Roberto would take a piece of broken plastic from the windows of the fuselage and cut away the first pieces of meat.

So, as quando empezó, el cannabis mó. Okay. Oh, anthropofagio, si, estamos haciendo precisos. Ooh, Spanish. If we're being precise. So basically, so that is when you just said in an sentence in Spanish, and that's when the cannibalism started, but you actually meant they have the anthropophagi. If we're being precise, because you're being precise in Spanish, it's great. I'm correct in any language. See, so without a word, Roberto walked up to a body whose buttocks was protruding from the snow from Polish

He knelt and without knowing whose body they were about to consume cut into the frozen flesh Finally he came away with 20 slivers the size of matchsticks and laid them out on the fuselage to dry in the sun. He picked up a sliver, put it in his mouth, and swallowed without chewing. The flesh was grayish white, tasteless, hard as wood, and so very cold. But before anyone else took a bite, they joined hands and pledged that if any one of them died, the rest would have permission to use their bodies as food. The only people who were off limits were Nando's mother and sister,

who ended up being the only corpses that were not completely consumed by the time the rescuer showed up. That rescue was still 62 days away. 62 days. Why not cook them with cigarettes? Because I feel like you didn't want to waste the cigarettes. I feel like if I was on that mountain, still as heavy of a smoker as I was,

and you gave me a choice, and you said, you can either have cooked flesh or cigarettes. Choose. You would have chosen cigarettes. I would have chosen cigarettes. Every time. Yeah have cooked flesh or cigarettes. Choose. You would have chosen cigarettes. I would have chosen cigarettes. Every two.

Yeah, I'd tell you to sit with him. Yeah, that's true. Can I choose fucking cigarettes over food in college all the time? Yeah, as a dime. That's why I started Parliament Lights because they had that two for one deal. That's how they got all a smoking.

I chose sleep over food. Yeah, you always, you taught me that skill. Yeah, yeah, yeah. And You're hungry. Go to sleep. Anando said that once he had eaten he felt a small glimmer of hope for the first time since the crash. From that moment forward things were actually easier in spite of the horror if only because something had calmed their minds. They were no longer out of their minds with hunger. They could think for the first time. It's, yeah, but it's this next part is the worst part.

I've got to rather eat my mother than someone just in a stranger. But that's the thing nobody was allowed to eat their mom. The mom was just like, I just feel like this was like an emotional like line in the sand. But as far as like grossness goes, I would rather eat a family member than a stranger. I actually feel like it's technically, it might be worse for you. Oh, you think so? I think it actually would be worse.

Like incest, yes. In a weird way? Well, I think that it might be, yeah. Absolutely not. I think it might need to more prion diseases. I do, I don't know. Maybe I'm a prion disease. It's the thing that you can get from eating like,

it's a, it's what's a protein based like aberration. People get it from consuming certain parts, especially if you end up in your brains, like an end up in certain parts of your meat, I believe. No, I know because Tom Katz usually kill and eat the kittens that, you know, they have father to and they're able to eat the flesh of their offspring. And that's why stories LPL TL came out that. Yeah. I don't think it matters. I just want to emotionally it matters.

I think emotionally, yeah, and much rather, yeah, eat your mom shout out. Yeah. How American killed my mother. Now, cutting meat from the dead was by far the most difficult and unpleasant job while also being the most important. The trade off was that the butchers for lack of a better word got larger rations. A certain amount of pilfering was also allowed, say one piece in the mouth for every 10 pieces cut. One for you, one two for me. Guess who was the lead butcher? Who?

It was a dolphin. Yeah. Yes, I would like to take the hell away. Interesting that I'll resort to the offense, but we still try. I would like to see how they look very similar. Let's see if the insides of their butts are similar. Now, each corpse had to be dug out of the snow and thought in the sun to be properly butchered. But since the cold had preserved the body so well, most, especially

those crushed by the seats, were in horrifying poses. So you can't even believe how scary this face one is. Yeah, and their eyes were still open much of the time. As far as how they did it, three survivors formed an assembly line of swords to deal with the horror. Large pieces were cut off the bodies by the first guy, who then handed the chunks to another who would then cut them into smaller pieces with razor blades. The further down one was on the assembly line, the easier it was to

look at the human flesh as simply meat, which was a little easier for these guys because Uruguay is heavy on the beef. Oh yeah, a lot of South American cultures are heavy on the grilled meats. And so every day around noon, everyone was given roughly a handful of human flesh, about half a pound, which had to be consumed raw because again, there was nothing with which to make a fire. But since there were still quite a few people, almost every part of the body was eaten. The liver, heart, kidneys, and intestines were particularly important because they contained the most vitamins.

But the line was drawn at the lungs, the skin, the heads, and the genitals. Or at least that's what the line was drawn at first. Because I wonder how you clean up the intestines. I wonder if you literally have a squeeze out. Yeah. They did say specifically that they would squeeze out all the intestines to get, you know, whatever. It's like de-grading a shrimp.

God, yes it is. God, really is. It really did stop until the wire to surprise me. It doesn't bother me at all. It's because you're a fucking cannibal. You eat in a man. I'm certain you've eaten a man. I wish. But since they had something substantial to eat, the survivors were now able to move beyond the mere act of basic survival. Searching through the wreckage, they found a small transistor radio, and after making

an antenna out of copper wire, they were able to pick up Chilean stations. That unfortunately was how they got the worst news they could possibly get. They're doing a podcast on us. Just as they were about to turn off the radio, they caught a news report saying that Chilean authorities had called off the efforts to find survivors of the lost Uruguay and charter flight that had disappeared in the Andes on October 13th. So how many days in, is this? I don't know exactly how many days in this.

It's between 10 and 14. Yeah, so they started eating each other early. What's going on? They ran out of food 10 days. When they ran out of food, that was like the issue. It was like, you know, and in the cold, I believe it ramps up the effects of starvation as well. It does.

Yeah, they started eating bodies at 10 days because they ran completely out of starvation. It does. Yeah. Yeah. They started eating bodies at 10 days because they ran completely out of food at like eight or nine days. And they knew like if we don't eat, we're going to, everyone's going to die within like a day or two. Yeah. Yeah. At most, maybe three days if they were lucky. Perhaps a little tastelessly, the station followed the report with a song called Volvere,

which was sung by two singers who died in a plane crash in the Andes 37 years earlier. We are spinning into the clouds and we are dying. Everyone's eating their cousin. And he's just like, I hate this song. It was even more inappropriate considering that Volvere is a beautiful, albeit spicy tango. Now while Marcelo didn't want to tell the group because he thought it would destroy morale Coco argue that it wouldn't be too bad just so long as they framed it correctly See so Coco sat everyone down and said and he actually said this all right everyone

Great news. Yeah Great news They've called off the search. But after everyone cried, how in the living fuck is that good news? Nando stepped in and said that it was in fact good news because they now knew exactly what to do. If they were going to survive, they were going to have to save themselves. Ironically, though, the only person who had his morale destroyed that by this was the very man who said that the announcement would destroy morale. Team Captain Marcelo Perez, his spirit was entirely broken by the news because he'd

placed his faith in God to save them and that faith had been misplaced. He was also the one who had put together the match, chartered the plane, hired the pilots, brought their families aboard. Yeah, he's not, he maybe he also blames himself and it's got nothing to do with you, man. It's got none to do with you, but he never, his spirit never recovered. Yeah, I imagine. Yeah, and you know, it's party ever. Yeah, and it're party ever.

Yeah. And it's all fun. Now, once it was decided that they had to save themselves, they began small expeditions to test just how difficult it would be to get off the mountain. The first expedition, of course, almost resulted in the deaths of three survivors. After a single night, the explorers returned to the plane shattered by the elements. One had almost gone blind from the sun glare because his sunglasses broke. Another felt his teeth coming loose from the first stages of frostbite and all of them

nearly lost their feet. The guy whose teeth were coming loose, like another, this is like another fucking level of horror. One of the guys had to chew up human flesh and then baby bird it into the other guys mouth. Oh man, that's a fucking bad job, dude. Yeah. But once they reported back what they'd found, it was nothing but bad news.

First, they were totally fucked when it came to scaling the mountains. The slopes were far steeper than they seemed. Every step was equal to a hundred due to the thin air and the cold and the fuselage was nothing compared to what they'd experienced out in the open at night. Lastly, one of the expeditioners said that when he looked down from the crash site from even just a few hundred yards away, they did not make it far. It was nothing more than an insignificant dot, meaning that Rescue was without a doubt impossible unless they found a way off the mountain themselves. Because it's a nightmare. Such a fucking soul. Things such a horrible fucking nightmare.

And of course, things were about to get a lot worse. Yeah. In case you've forgotten, this was the Andes near the end of winter. That, of course, meant avalanches. And that's where we'll pick back up for part two of survival in the Andes. I hear those slave elves jingling. Jinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglingling Yeah, right. Yeah. Yeah. This is great Christmas story. Yeah. I wanted to give everyone a winter wonderland. Yeah. And we really did. Yeah.

Really frightening. And next week we're going to get into the horrors of an avalanche. Not fun. Cause it's also another thing that's very scary. Mm-hmm. Because there's nothing you can do. Yeah. You're supposed to spit, right?

Spit? Yeah. That's how you know if you're stuck inside the inside the snow. Yeah. If the, if your spit goes up like up here by your eyes, that means you're upside down. Huh. Yeah. If you're in an avalanche, you're supposed to, first thing you're supposed to do is supposed to spit out of the way you're fucked. Yes. Yeah. Yeah. It's not good. It's not good. So if it goes, uh, if you spit and it goes down, then you know, which way to go? You know which way to dig. Yeah,

you know, you should go around. Interesting. But guys, thank you so much. Oh, yeah. It's next week. We're going to complete this. I also want to announce number one. It looks like our class inite out show on the 22nd of sold out. So we're going to have for can't wait to see you guys there. It's going to be a lot of fun. I'm going to do an ounce. I made an appearance on the screen dreams podcast as a guest with my friends, Catherine Corcoran and Barbara Crampton. Barbara Crampton, great horror icon. Barbara Crampton. They're great Crampton, great, horror icon talking about that. Barbara Crampton. They're great.

They're both honestly just a lot of fun. It's a really cool show. Like we had a good time talking about what makes people scared. Catherine's amazing. She's, I interviewed her. Yes. Yeah. She's great.

The sub-a-thought. Barbara Crampton from a reanimator, right? Yes. She's incredible. Very cool. So go check that out. And what you got? Uh, I'm, uh, I'm going to be opening, be opening featuring for Jermaine Fowler on January

4th and Ontario, Ontario, California. Oh, yeah. Real bad time to go on Tariot, Canada. Yeah, I'm not trying to go there. Yeah, but yeah, but California, it's only, it's like an hour east. So check us out there. That's going to be a lot of fun. Jermaine and I, I'm going to do like 20 minutes. Jermaine's going to do an hour. That's so out there. That's going to be a lot of fun. Dermain and I I'm going to do like 20 minutes. Dermain's going to do an hour. That's so much fun. It's going to be a lot of fun. Also, I just want to shout out Kenny DeForest. Oh, my old buddy. We could talk. He got into a he was in and it wasn't a car accident. Well, we, you know, it was a bicycle accident. And he, he unfortunately passed away. He's an amazing comedian, one of the best friends of a lot of comedians. He has a go fund me up. It's it's sitting on my Instagram page. You can go there and

send some money to his family if you want to or you know what? Go watch his stand-up special on YouTube. It's amazing. I really loved it. It's so funny. He was the funniest dude I knew. And a good man. A very, very good man. Very close to Kevin Barnett, you know, so it's really, it hurts a lot. But go check out, do you know who I am? Can I need a forest on YouTube? Yeah, and it's great. And yeah, also, sad to do this after this. But also you rent my movie, how to ruin the holidays. And currently, and I'm in a Christmas

movie, so go check out our names. And this show is actually ruining the holidays and I'm currently in a Christmas movie. So go check out our fun and answer. And this show is actually ruining the holiday. It is, it's a circle. It's a circle. I'm not even going to ruin Christmas. And I hope that we have a happy new year. I like Christmas. I love it. Yeah.

Good. I'm glad you all know. I'm glad. Hail Satan. Oh, Hail King. Hail Henry. That's very sweet. No, no, no, no.

It's nice to be did that. Yeah, yeah, yeah. It's nice to be did sweet. No, no, no, no, no, yeah. Why? You'll get next week. Okay, cool. Nice to meet you to that. As long as it's my interior next week, then I'm okay. Then I'm fine. I'm a liar.

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