Good morning junkies. Um, yeah, Sabrina kind of hit it on the head. Um, I drove around the big brown, convection ovens and I got 2 of 2 of the 3 of my adult children jobs loading trucks at night here with me. Uh 1 of them actually just recently became a cover driver and it's just simply to get them a job, get money, under their belt and get their own place. Um, it's time for them to start living their own life and stop mooching off of me.

What up News Junkie. Yeah, so we had a kid that his mother called him into work. Sick on multiple occasions. She would be the 1 to call and saying he can't be there today. He's not feeling well, He would come back with doctors notes, that would have a hand written attachment on it. From his mother saying this, he was out this day, this day, um, even more funny than that, he would be written up for being late or not coming to work and the the verbal warnings handwritten warnings, whatever it was that he needed to sign. He would want to take home to have her sign. He wouldn't want to stand there and sign them himself. He wanted her to sign them and it was just laughable, man. I don't understand why kids can't be responsible for their own employment. Um, I don't know why he needed his handheld like that. If it's a control thing from the mother, Whatever it is. But, uh, it's it's becoming a more common thing and, and I, it's sad. Um, anyway, wiggle wiggle, pop, pop, pop.

It's all true at my job. I have at least 3 kids. I mean I'm going to call them kids, they're 23 24 and like 25 their parents every single day. Bring them their lunch or bring them their dinner. And it's it baffles me. I don't know if I'm jealous. Like at, at this point, I I figured out that I'm probably very spiteful because I wish I was getting dinner and lunch brought to me by mama and papa, but I ain't happening. I don't, I don't know what's wrong with these kids.

All right. Y'all have to check out this new docu series on Hulu called Mr. And Mrs. Murder my husband and I finished it last night, it's 4 episodes, which usually my Max is 3, but the trailer got me hooked. It's totally, it fills out all 4 episodes. The pace is great. It's got a great story. It happened up in Tallahassee actually um, 2 married, couples best friends for years. 1 of the husbands goes missing maybe eaten by an alligator and then the drama and the twists and turns that happen to the remaining 3. Um, spouses is ridiculous. I was hooked I highly recommend it.

The new Toy Craze this year is called La. Bou Bou. It is something you should probably keep an eye out for um just like Furby and Tickle Me. Elmo, kids are going nuts for these little things. They're a little 6 inch um stuffed animals. It's covered in fuzz with the vinyl face, big teeth, big eyes. They are adorable. Um, there's 3 versions have a seat, big into energy and macaron the big into energy and macaron are 149. Um, so I've got the Chinese knockoff called La fufus, they a little bit Derpy, but they're still adorable and only 10 dollars. Also, everybody has lost the game. You're welcome.

Here's 1 for you. Touches on yesterday and today. Uh, so you go to the bathroom at the doctor's office and they do have the 2 button toilet. Uh, number 1 is, for, of course, number 1, but the button number 2 is surprise robotic robotomy.

What up News, Junkie dingo here, I just want to chime in real quick about the modern toilets. I just had 1 in the salt of my house. It's got the 2 different buttons. 1 of them is for daily use and then the other 1. Apparently, if you press it, it will suck like 7 or 8 Billiards balls down into the sewer anyhow. I saved that only for emergencies. Um, I've never had to use it, I don't even know what kind of water that takes. That's all.

Good afternoon. Junkies the Mad King calling in from Daytona Beach. So I was born in 1965 and I remember being about 7 years old. I was able to walk to the store with a note for my parents. I could buy them cigarettes, I could buy them beer, I could buy them whine. All I had to do was pay for it and walk back home. Times were definitely different back in the 70s. Love you all wiggle, wiggle, pop, pop.