Hey guys. Instead of sending me a thousand dollar check, I just take a thousand dollar tax credit because my tax bill is every year from being self-employed, just a thought. Great show today. Take care.

Hey guys. I hope you guys are doing well. Well, you know, I'm not saying that I got the contract from them, but maybe there will be signs like the Maserati is going now. It's a Range Rover. Thanks, bye.

If the AI robots want my Hospice, chaplain job. I'll give it to him right now because your boy is tired.

Hello everyone simply Jeremy here. Yes, I can concur that. That is only in Florida with the chilies. When I first moved to South Carolina in 2009, I tried to get me uh the happy hour. margaritas and I looked at me like I was crazy and I still live here and it sucks, but yes, I concur I can confirm.

Hey, guys, to rocks are like, uh, you've been to St. Augustine, the outside of that fort. And those walls there. That's all Coquina Rock. It's uh, huge back then to kind of help absorb Cannonballs. I don't think people have to worry about that. Now it's probably just decorative. But that's what those are.

Elon offered like 6 billion dollars uh he'd sell Tesla stock just to in world hunger and I think it was the EU he was talking to and said uh If y'all, I'll give you the money, if you can just show me the receipts of where it goes and they refuse to do it.

Hey News Junkie. Um I have a story about choking when I was in elementary school, I want to say I was like fifth grade and my friends were rushing to get out to recess after lunch and so I took 1 of those soft rolls like a Hawaiian roll off my plate and I shoved it in my mouth and chewed very little and tried to swallow it and I couldn't it got stuck and I was officially choking in the cafeteria. And I literally performed the himl maneuver on myself, on the corner of the lunchroom table because all my friends thought what was happening was like, I was going to throw up and all the teachers that were sitting at the table. None of them tried to help me. And so I literally banged my solar plexus against the corner of the table until I dislodged the piece of Bread. And when it came out and fell on the ground, I took it over to the table of teachers and I put it on the table, all soaked and said, thanks a lot and walked out. Yeah. All the adults didn't know what to do or just didn't respond. Horrible. And I would have died because nobody was even trying to help me anyway. Yo That's what's up. See you later.

Okay, about the landline, I have been begging my husband for literally years. To. Let me get rid of my smartphone, get an ins smartphone and a house phone and not give anybody the phone number. Because in this day and age, I am sick of the demand that you always be, uh, available to the people that, you know, that you always be reachable, 247, I don't want to be reachable, 247, I'm 32 years, old minimal social media presence. I have no reason to sit and scroll through my phone all day. Let's go back to the time. Where if you weren't available to talk, they couldn't reach you. You had to call back when you were done. Okay, bye.