Doesn't feel like a podcast.

Oh, the black out. H. I want to be riding a horse when I hear that music.

Yeah.

The wind in my hair.

Yeah, that's how it starts, baby.

Smile on my face.

Wild times.

I could live in a wild times.

Let's get on our horses and just ride.

That's what I want to say once.

Be out there on that prairie and I can survive, not talking to anybody.

Damn right, all I need is a match, a buoy knife and my dick.

It's always that character that Charles Bronson

dude who wants to live in the woods by himself

and doesn't bother anybody but the government has to go out there

and fuck with him and he winds up killing everybody.

What is it that we admire about that guy who doesn't need anybody?

That's the American way.

Self-Sufficiency, man. I don't need anybody. That's the American way. Self-sufficiency, man.

I don't need anybody, but myself.

I'm self-reliant.

Yeah, but you know, with a lot of guys, like the loner

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