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 Billyvonne (Billy Turner's soul inside Yvonne's body) is doing a great job as school mascot! ...aside from that basketball game. Book Fair is here! And Bobby Warner has returned to Jambalaya!! Dads are being real obnoxious with this FART nonsense. BUY ENERGY SLOP. CONSUME ENERGY SLOP. Please. And use my coupon code: HELPME at checkout. Talk to Coach Larson about joining the Tract and Field team today! Sheild your childrens' ears from the addictive reverberations of kazoos. Thank you to The Kayak and to, uh, Shards of Glass, I guess. Music on Shards of Glass by hellanearth.bandcamp.com
Music for this episode was performed by jemmyjoe.bandcamp.com
This month's parody song is Virgins of Virginia. Lyrics: I've been day trading stocks. Working half days. Over nine hours since I got laid. So I scroll on my phone, checking sports bets I've made. Drive to the gym while hitting that vape. It's a miracle...what nepotism can do for chads like me, not soyboys like you. Wish I could just wake up without hangovers, too, but I can't. Or I won't. Living like an alpha male dating young girls. These virgins of Virginia—lord knows they're hitting the books and not the bicep curls. Wanna binge watch Star Trek, join NASA on the Moon. Well if they wanna trek stars—astronauts work out, too. Meanwhile I chat with hot singles living in my area. Unlike virgin men of Virginia. I pay mathmeticians to count up the number of nines and tens I bedded last year. I've gotta hit my macros. I missed a meal, and it shows. And now my protein intake feels bare. Well if you're nearsighted with glasses big and round, eating microwave meals, slurping ramen noodles down, drinking large amounts of soda that'd make a toddler drown, going to arcades instead of going to pound town. LARPing in the woods with soda can tab ring mail, throwing pebbles for spells, growing pimples, looking pale, at the Rennaisance Fair, playing cards on hay bales. Oh, it's true. Oh, it's true. Livin' like a beta male with a neck beard. These virgins of Virginia—lord knows they'll hook you with World War Two trivia. Well they think we don't think. But I think that we do. And I do think when I drink my thinking inproves. I'll sneak whiskey to a test—SAT drunk ninja. Unlike virgin men of Virginia. Flexing in the mirror, I could stare all day, repressing thoughts that are kind of gay.

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