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Hello, and welcome to yet another episode of The Lines Led by Donkey's Podcasts. I am Joe,

and with me still, is Liam. Hello, Liam. Hi, Joe. How you feeling, bud?

I have stitches in my mouth, Joe. I was thinking that we might be able to postpone this episode.

I looked over our podcast collective bargaining agreement. You actually don't legally have any days off.

When you're not recording, you actually have to go to the coal mine that we purchased,

and just hack at the wall. We don't need coal. We just need you to hack at the walls a little bit.

Dave would say it digging enterprises. Yeah, exactly. It only exists to give you Black Long and

Employee at least three West Virginians. I got to hit the vape out of another side of my mouth now.

God, that can't feel good at stitches. No. You're going to have to hit the vape through the nose.

National vape. Or you could boof it.

David, Joe. You could agarfeel that vape. See, this is why we cover Black Long because listen to you.

Now, my tummy hurts. All right, I'm here. Have a Friday. Let's do a podcast.

So, when we left you last time, I was still alive. Liam had not yet died of Black vape lung.

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