Good morning gentlemen. Hey, so years ago, probably 35 years ago I worked at a BK lounge on the Massachusetts Turnpike up in Massachusetts and um it was quite busy. It was probably around lunchtime or whatever, right before lunchtime huge rush, usually with buses and all that stuff. Well, I was on the frying machine and I happened to drop 1 of those black. Sharpie grease, pens into the fryer. Needless to say, I didn't say anything and I didn't eat anything from the fryer for the next week. Later.

Forgive me Father Wasson for I have sinned about 10 years ago, I did a little bit of time and when I got out I got my first job over at Black Sheep. Irish pub in Daytona, it is closed down, now it's not there anymore. Um, and 1 day while working, I saw a QC that I knew from my time come in and sit down order a country, fried chicken steak. So me as a cook, I went in the back and Hawk, the fattest luggie I've ever been able to produce into his country, fried chicken sandwich and watched as he ate it. Uh, I do feel bad because it's the only time I've ever messed with Again, forgive me. Father Watson. Thanks.

So I was working at Taco Bell for 3 years 2, in high school, won the first year of Valencia. And on the last year, I started working the late shifts where Taco Bell used to be open till 4 in the morning. You'd get all the drunks from the bars last minute. You know, people trying to get some food and we had the sweet sweet. Puerto Rican. Uh, jaw Jolly manager, who bent over backwards even when customers were unruly and nothing was wrong and she replaced everything all the time. So 1 time, the menu sign was off. And this drunk guy pulls up saying no, you're going to make my food, you're going to make my food and she's like yes sir. Yes sir. I'll make your food and then he still came to the drive-through window yelling at her braiding, her calling her, a fat lesbian and everything else. So I literally heard this and she's already making the food when she doesn't have to. So I literally hawked a luggie and spit it in his taco or his Nachos Bell Grande. And then I covered it with nacho cheese, the liquid cheese and tomatoes on top and I was like she gave him his food for free and he bitched her out and we were already closed.

The dispatch system cannot record a long enough thing for me. I mean I work too many places. Uh, do you want a booger Taco? I mean the uh, Taco Bell in the mall. I was 16. Uh, do you want? Uh, A cockroach Taco, there was plenty of cockroaches running around coming out of the sewer systems at the mall. It happened. I mean it was 1989 but it happened. uh, My. I mean, I could go on forever. Forever. Different restaurants. Just be glad I don't work at a restaurant anymore. Folks.

News Junkie. SNAP food podcaster out of Georgia. Uh, about the hookers and hopetown story and sorry. Yes, I'm behind. I wanted to let you know that a lot of times people will, um, engage with a boat captain to move their boat from 1 place to another, especially on a long journey. Um, it's pretty typical. Um and happens often with all different kinds of boats that travel uh large distances. Keep up the great work show is ticking. As usual, love it and can't wait to see where it goes from here.

Got another back. So check this out here. You are on another phone on IR. Find tomorrow. Sure, sure, sure. Why don't I see a flurry of activity around you trying to figure this all out?

You can't tell me this. Dude's been so much time playing cards, that he's never heard the term on fire.

People like, that guy are going to learn the hard way that we don't let things like that slide anymore. Like, the slight innuendos the stuff like that. We've become far too aware for things like that, to not go unnoticed, especially when you're in positions of, you know, Authority. Like he is and he shouldn't have said, you're hot. That has a lot of innuendo behind it. If anything he could have been like woo, you're on fire which is the correct term that he should have used. And the touching you should never touch anybody without consent, especially a child.

What is going on junkie crew? I live up in the Villages and I can assure you. that golf carts will go over, 28 miles an hour, the 1 in my garage since I messed with the governor a bit, get it up to about 43. Have a good 1, y'all peace.