Ehhh, Ricordin! Ricordin! Ehhh! Right, 3, 2, 1 and clap, are you ready?
Yes, 3, 2, 1. Okay, I'm in too soon. Do it again. No, it's fine, it doesn't matter all that much when I edit.
Well, why do we bother trying to clap in time at all? Just say clap when you like, you should say. Right, well then let's clap again, 1, 2, 3 clap, right? Ready?
Yeah. 3, 2, 1. Fucker, you do that on purpose, do you? I didn't do anything on purpose.
You fucking did, you're gaslighting me! I'm not gaslighting you by saying 1, 2, 3 clap, it's just how we sink the audio off. We're ready now then, are we? Should I take it?
Go for it? We're recording. We are live. It is cheap show live.
We are recording this live. It's going out live. Okay. Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo No, there's no!
No, there's no! Cheap show report. Fuck off! Hello, ladies and gentlemen, it's cheap show, the economy comedy podcast, the show where me and like go for the boggabins, the charity shops, the thrift stores, the boot sales of Great Britain and bring back the treasure we find amongst that trash.
Are you ready for having some fun? I don't know why I turned into like a broken English Swedish tourist then. I'm ready. You sound like a Swedish prostitute.
Are you having the come now? No, that's Yoda. Sex Yoda. Sex Yoda.
Well, we've got a pack to show today, so Eli, shall we just crack on and get this show right going? I'm ready for fun times. Let's have the fun times. It's cracker jack.
No, it's cheap show. It's cheap show. Is that the music now? Yeah, music comes in now.
I hate you. And you're fucking noodle. It's a fucking noodle. Hotty.
Cheap show you're going to have to learn the fucking exact. Cheap show. Hot, round, round, round, round, round. Cheap show.
I feel like I still have a... And a girl and a nuzzle. So, mate, hello. How you doing, mate?
How are you doing? How are you doing? I'm okay, Paul. How's your fine self?
It's a very good day. Are you ready for fun? I'm absolutely tickety-boo. I'm not only am I ready for fun, but I've set my phasers to fun as well.
Oh, my word. What's your fan meter reading? How high up is your fan meter? My fun meter.
What level? What level? I'm going to get a dial now and it says, it's top level, throw-bitch fun. Super fun.
You're an 11. This one goes to 11. No, this one just goes to throw-bitch. Oh, I like to say the word throw-bitch.
Eli. Yes. Rob Rob. I wish I'd never asked you to do that now.
It's my new thing now. Every time I'm losing a gentleman, Eli says something I find ridiculous, pointless, obtuse, annoying, wrong, idiotic. I'm just going to say, rub-rub. Oh, no.
That's going to disarm my power. Oh, you, with your rub, have opened up a pandel-risk box. Yeah, you've opened up Pandora's rub-rub. Let's start the whole thing again.
This has been extremely poor. We've only done five minutes, haven't we? No, we're not going to do that. You're only saying that now.
You're only saying that right now. So we don't do the bit I've just done about me saying the word rub-rub is a reaction to your stupidity. That's not true. I'm thinking of technical things.
I'm telling you, as a co-worker at this podcast, Paul, that I had to volume up, I'm sorry. It's fucked it. I fucked my recording. It's fucked.
Mate. This is bollocks, isn't it? It's not. You only put your phone in the corner of your room on the shelf next to some lead-line bloody shelving.
Did you say better? Do I sound better now? I haven't paused it. Oh, fuck.
It's all gone wrong. It's just a good, competent twat. It's really that simple. Oh.
Right. Well, can we get on with this podcast? I have needs. I've got personal needs.
Yeah, all your needs involve your dick and a sponge. Don't they? Yeah. Do you like sponging it?
It's cool. It's my favorite thing to do. It's sponging mine and other people's penises. Wow.
Would you use a big one? Well, a big sponge. Is it one of those organic, originally organic countries? No, it's not.
Nice rough, no. Did you know? Did you know Paul? Where is it going?
If it's off your arse, is it? No. If you took a live sponge and put it in a blender. Yeah.
Yeah. And then left it on the lab counter overnight. Yeah. It would all, it would crawl back together and become a monster again.
Oh, my God. Monster again. A sponge. That might be true, but I don't have the evidence to hand to back that claim up.
So the point I was trying to make was, what was my point? I did have a thing I wanted to talk about. What? Sponging your dick.
Right. So yeah, I get a great big bucket and I put the sponge in. That's what I wanted to talk about. A great big yellow one.
A very big yellow sponge. You know, usual oval shaped sponge. Yes. And then I like you down on a bed.
You just got to lift your legs up again. No. No. And I slap that soapy sponge.
Wow. And I go, oh, gooch, gooch, gooch, gooch, gooch, gooch. Oh, God. And then I say, nurse, you kiss it better.
No. No. Absolutely. No material.
This is going to come. Oh, fuck, you know, when the first five minutes is going to have all buzzing on it as well. Oh, God. I've been trying for the past few weeks to legitimise this podcast.
Yes. On the radio talking about it. I've done print media with pod Bible and stuff. And then the very shame of you.
The very filth of your existence. Oh, well. Really my God work. Oh, your God work.
Yeah, we got work. You're up. Let's just start this show. Can we just start this show?
I can do it. I'm perfectly compass mensest, mate. I'm 100% compass mensest and behind you. And I just want to say I'm 100% behind you.
And I stand by everything you say. I'm here. I'm on the team here down here in Harrogay. I'm 100% behind cheap show and all related products and brands.
And I stand here behind the show supporting the show. I love cheap show. Paul, I'm ready to do the show. That's what I'm trying to say.
I think I have lost it. I think I have actually lost it. I think I have lost it. I've lost it.
I've lost it. I'm ready to do the show. Rub, rub. Rub.
Rub. Rub. It is now time for a segment of the show we call Tales from the Shop Floor. Eli, tell them what that segment's all about.
That segment, Paul, tells them the Shop Floor is when our listenership, our dear listenership. They'll write in, be it email. Triple scribe. Post, scribe.
Be it carrier pigeon. Be it telegram. Be it radio transitive. Be it.
Be it radio transmission. Secret inc. Special secret invisible inc. Posted for a flap.
Spoff. Oh, yeah. And Spoff graffiti. Spoff graffiti.
Is that some kind of prog rock out? I've not heard that before. Yeah. Oh, by the way, on that, Paul, talking of prog rock.
The Magnificent Josh offs with Spoff graffiti. I've discovered there's a band that are trying to steal Stuil Onions' thunder. Well, they keep turning up in the town the week after they do a gig there. And fucking tearing the shit down.
Because rock in heart. And they steal rock versions of Stuil Onions' folk songs. And they call Mumble Hatch. Don't support Mumble Hatch.
Eli. Yeah. Rob Rob Rob. Rob Rob.
So, we invite you, the deal, to send us an email about the experience you've had working at or visiting a shop. Could be a charity shop, could be a department store. Sometimes it's just on the job. We've had policemen, ambulancemen, firemen, all sorts of men and women.
So this is stuff. Paul, yeah. It did start, didn't it? Sort of exclusively charity shop.
Because we're a cheap show. We're the champions of charity shops. But it's expanded to any work related to a tale. Yes.
And that we're fine with that. Because we're a show that's flexible and likes to give. We're a flexi format. Ooh.
Here we go. Here's our first or not first when we do one. Here is our only email for this segment. Well, technically it is the first.
Yeah, but it's also the last. This is the first and the last ever. No. I see this is why I didn't want to talk about some kinds of back rakes.
Well, you should have fucking started. You've opened up a Pantor as box. And now I can't help it. Is this the last one ever?
Sure. Right. Paul and Eli. Is this from William?
Hello Bill. Hello Bill. He says, Will in this. So he goes, Me, Will and my fiancee, Connor are both longtime fans of the show and have an interesting tales from the shop floor for you.
Ooh. Oh, well, let's find out just how interesting it is. Eli is our story adjudicator and you'll be rating the story on what parameters Mr. Silverman.
Well, I like first a great prose style. I'm looking for a narrative arc and also just incident, you know, just colorful detail. You know, hit me with some new ones. I'd like to see some new ones or some like realistic bit of description.
Maybe a bit of description, not too much Paul. So basically to cover those points again, I'm looking for one, a great prose style. Two, respect for me as a co-host of the show. None of this pander into Paul's, you know, whims and niecities.
Rob Rob, ladies and gentlemen, Rob Rob, let's mate with me. Rob Rob. I'll be judging this. Hopefully it's going to get me in the mood to be serious because I'm losing my shit here.
Right. Let's crack all the letter. You just relax Eli and I'll crack on. But obviously get involved if you have a point to raise.
Here we go. Okay. Will do Paul 100% behind you. Excellent.
Here we go. So Will and Connor, they have a story for us and it begins thus. Like most people who have been spending a lot of times indoors over the last few weeks. Oh, this is not a great sentence to start with.
We are like most people who have been spending a lot of time indoors over the last few weeks. And because of this, we have been listening to a lot of older episodes of the part to keep us occupied. Ah. Just about fine.
We're going to let that one go. Otherwise, that'd be a long segment. Let's just say Paul, Will you overpack the first sentence to a serious degree and it's straining it that seems less than me. Or sometimes Will, less is more.
Just chop it into two sentences. You've got too many dangling participles. Just say, you know, lock a few off. Keep them in a bag.
And stick them back in in the next sentence. Just start a new sentence. Yeah. Say four-year past participles at a dangling from other time.
Yes. Right. One day last week I had a listen to a good few episodes featuring various stories of the cheap seats. A somewhat traumatic tale that occurred at the beginning of last summer came to mind.
I will add that neither of us claim it to be the best story at the show that I featured. However, it feels very thematically relevant. Oh, I'll read, I'll just do a little cheap show translation of what he means by thematically relevant Paul. By thematically relevant.
That is code for concerning fecal matter. Do you think so though? Yes, it will be. It will be shit.
It is going to be a poo poo. It's going to be a laden nappy of a letter. It's going to be a sweaty nappy in a park. Just sitting there on the grass.
I think that's very cynical of you. And let's just find out exactly what they mean by thematically relevant. All right. So the pair was moved to Waterloo from Cornwall in 2018 to Sartre University and almost managed to go in and out seeing anything he would deem particularly out of the ordinary.
Paul, they won't move to, we'll just say, move to Waterloo. Yeah. From Cornwall to do university. Where's Waterloo?
It's in London, you prick. Is it? It's not really, I wouldn't have called it Waterloo. It's like Lower Tem.
It's like, you know, it's Sartre, isn't it? I don't give a fuck. I'm cracking on. I don't give a fuck.
I don't give a fuck. I don't want to talk about Waterloo where it is. Waterloo! That's it.
You just wanted to sing out about it. Right, good. We'll move it on. We'll wear it for many years.
Listen to the pog that London charity shops would be likely more expensive. We're less interesting items than we're used to finding in Cornwall. But it didn't stop us regularly looking around with some bargains. He says, in parentheses, 7 inch single of I love little pussy for 49p and a candle not to find comes to mind.
What's I love little pussy? That's the finding, nothing. No. We've often been in that situation, though, haven't we?
We've been looking around with travel many a shop and come away empty handed. It's just part of the game. It's all part of the game. Sometimes you win, sometimes you lose.
You've got to walk tall, you're getting ill proud. You've got to know when to hold them, know when to stroll them, know when to ride away, know when to run. Yeah, you didn't think that through, but that could work. The education's what?
If you want to be a record breaker. You've mixed two songs. I haven't. Yes, you have The Gantler by Kenny Loggins, and is he Loggins?
It's not. Who's That other Kenny? Kenny? Kenny Rogers.
about this poker player, where he says you've got to know when to hold him, no when to hold him. No way to hide away, no way to run, if you want to be the best and you want to take the deck. Oh, the dedication is what you need. And then you're mixing that with dedication by that which is from record breakers.
Roy Castle used to sing on record breakers. And do you know, not from Norris McQuarters? Norris McQuarters! Every time!
Yeah, please continue. Can I just say one other thing Paul, I've been to Blixen, there is a particularly good Oxfam on the corner. There is. Do you know the one I mean?
That's the way I got the Cannonball and the Roy J albums. So there are good shops but definitely sympathise it sometimes you just come away empty-handed. Right. So the letter continues.
We left the final shop of the day which was Brixton Bernardo's. We walked and we started to walk home. A trendy relaxed looking woman who had just left the store was walking just ahead of us. A detail that was about to become much more relevant than we could ever expected.
What detail that she was relaxed and trendy looking? Yeah, she was walking like the Mr Softman's. Yeah, that's how I imagined. We had been walking back up the road for what must have been two or more minutes happily chatting away.
We've said individual now walking about 40 needs ahead of us. It's around this time when I noticed something strange. The woman ahead walked up to a small driveway of the roadside house and appeared to be pulling her trousers down. Oh, Eli's right, isn't he?
Yeah. Oh, Eli's always right. Here comes the poo detail. Burp, burp, burp.
Right. Because it comes out like blah blah blah blah blah. Yeah, yeah, I know. I got that.
I didn't need to explain that to me. We all know that's what the noise it comes out. Sam making the noise. Right, got it.
Right, awaiting eye surgery I was convinced I must be mistaken. However, the question, Will, is it just me seeing this? In my ear suggested this was not the case. We continued at a slightly slower pace, attempting to mind our own business.
But unfortunately, this became impossible as we got closer. Now only a few seconds away from her. She clearly had her trousers around her calves and had a resounding look of anger on her face. We've all been there.
Angry shitting. Angry shitting. Angry shitting in the USA. Angry shitting in the USA.
Not on that show. I hate myself. Right, next. Come on.
Adding to the already strange situation. She released what could only be described as an angry grunt. Nice. At this point, the moment we will both remember till the day we die occurred.
With another grunt of anger, what could only be described as an eruption of liquid fecal matter shot out of it such as speed. It splashed all over the driveway wall behind her. Whoa. I've seen a squid hit a wall.
I've seen my brother, a squid hit up a wall every day. Have you seen your balls? We used to get up in the morning. Yeah.
Go to the wall, squid right up it. All three of us. And we used to play a little tune. If you tune your ass, right, to get a squid coming out and just the right speed.
And that affects the total quality of hitting the wall. Like that. A hamming. As it pulled, just say, my brother.
Rub a team. We're fine. So she's shot. Anything else in this story?
Let me get behind it. So blah, blah, blah, blah. They're both used to seeing liquid shit. Nor had we smelt something like this.
Although we passed her incredibly swiftly. The smell of the liquid mess was probably the most unpleasant thing which I personally had to experience to this day. And we really picked the par pays at this point and both held silence, occasionally glancing towards each other in bewilderment. Neither others can imagine what the full story was entitled.
This person seemed to go from happily browsing Bernardo's for a good deal to this within the space of a few minutes. Nothing about her behavior had seemed unusual up until that point. She obviously just had a bad time neutral. Yeah.
She might have been standing in the store going. Oh, what was that? Oh, maybe she should have had those eggs last night. They're a bit off.
Exactly. And then, or whatever. It doesn't matter the food at this point. This is for dinner.
Why is he had eggs for dinner? Weird. No one has eggs. You're so weird about food.
You're like an alien. You don't understand. You're like an alien. You're like, he came down.
You just got you with a rub rub. Just as quick as you have to rub rub. Rub rub. Rub rub.
Rub rub. You'd come down and you go, oh, could I have a slice of the wheat net work slice, please? And you mean bread. Rub rub.
You'd go, could I have the juice of a bread fruit? And you'd mean tomatoes. Rub rub. And then Mr.
Silver, I have said rub rub. I wish you to respect the rub. Oh, right. I've got to respect the rub rub.
So, regardless of this, even as you imagine, what you must have ate to produce an effilence of such smelling consistency. Neither can we comprehend the vigor, in which you dispatched it from your body. Although we have seen many strange things in the time since that day, I don't believe anything has come close to the story of the rage shit at a Brixton. Don't romanticise it, Will.
You make it sound like a Victorian adventure. Listen, just because a lady suffers from a bad upset stomach. Who are we to laugh at them? Poor lady.
I think if she's angry, it's probably because she's angry actually forcing herself publicly to drop a hot mess. You know what I mean? I'd be angry. But wouldn't you think, Paul?
You'd think there's got to be some problem with this person. You know, like a medical issue that they had to shit. You know, have you ever had to shit and then chat? I was chatting to see once.
And the kids laughed at it. Do you remember? Did I tell you that story? I was chatting to see and I thought no one could see.
But then there were people like higher up the beach, up some stone steps who could see the floaters bobbing up behind me. Great. Aren't you a child? Are you?
What? I had to go. Are you angry for me? For childhood Eli, shitting in a tide pool.
I don't think you were very angry doing it. You probably thought you were clever. I thought I was getting away with it. But no, the laughter of children above me.
No, I was in my early teens and maybe 12 or something like that. As opposed to when you shut your pads walking home from a gig once because you threw up too hard. Yeah. So you and your 40s and you did that work?
Yeah. I wasn't in my 40s. I was in my 30s. Late 30s.
Oh, look, this isn't maybe Eli's lost control of his bowels. You brought it up. I just wondered if you'd ever had to shit in public. I don't, to my best of memory, believe I have.
No, I've never had to take a shit so bad that I've been that caught out to that extent. Apart from when you did it in your own kicks, walking over the gig. But I got, that was a bum pressure thing. I wasn't walking home from the gig.
I got off the bus. In the Vom Voms. And the Vom Voms came very hard. And it was hard to keep the sphincters secure where the pressure was going at both ends.
So then I had to waddle carefully around the corner. I mean, it wasn't a great moment, Paul. But that's, you know. Well, it brought me joy.
I'd like to hear some more tales from the shop floor where the teller is the victim. You know, I used to have those. Like, we've, oh, I shot myself or I had to vomit or, you know, I farted. Oh, dear.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Oh, I've got a miniature hat here. Right.
What else have I got? Don't look around your room desperately. And just shout, minute your hat out, as if that's going to benefit this podcast. Will something have to get a natural ending to this section?
Here's the actual ending. If you listen to that and think, I've got to store that, I can blow the balls off that, then getting such it, the cheapshow at gmail.com. And eventually, I'll read them out. As long as they don't mock them mentally unwel.
Yeah, there's been a few of those. Can you not do that, please? Please. We're not going to read them out.
Email us at the cheapshow.co.u. You fucking idiot. I literally just said it. And you can't even remember what I said for two seconds ago.
Typical. Bye. Bye. They're not, bye.
Hello. Hello again soon. Next segment. So on cheapshow, we have a segment called Silverman's Platter, where Silverman presents his record curios, his vinyl, Miss, Miss the arf fock arf.
LAUGHTER Rob Rob Rob. Rob is the Silverman. Oh, dear. Oh.
Oh, shall I try Paul? Yeah, you try to do that. Go on. Ladies and gentlemen, you may be familiar with the section of cheapshow known as Silverman's Platters.
And that's where myself, Eli Silverman, delve into my wide, beautiful, girth-like collection of novelty records, comedy records, unusual records, curios, and one-offs or jobs, little boy tailors. LAUGHTER Rob Rob is a Silverman. Rob Rob. Oh.
Records in it, Paul. Yeah. You've got a different record for us this week, Paul, don't you? Yeah, unfortunately.
It's not Mr. Silverman's Platters. It's Paul's Platters today. Well, who's the patron saint of Paul's Platters?
Norris McSquiter. No. Norris McSquiter. Doris McSquiter.
So the patron saint of Paul's Platters is Doris McSquiter. OK, so you do an intro where you go, hello. Welcome to Paul's Platters with me, Paul Ganon. And Eli Silverman will help me.
And just one word from the patron saint of this segment, and then you go over to me and then I'll do Doris. Yeah? All right, here we go. Well, it's time for Paul's Platters, the part of the show where we go through the record collections that I've been building up and share them with you good sales and of course.
Right now, Paul, Paul. What? That was not even by our fucking minuscule low standards. That was our standards are a plank scale off the fucking base level of reality.
And you are record collections. Just try again. That's all I'm saying. One more time.
OK, for me. Just hit. OK, baby. Yeah, baby.
Yeah, yeah, yeah. I can do this for me, baby. Can you do this for me, baby? Yes, don't stop calling me, baby.
I love you, baby. If you want me to call you, baby, then I want to wash your gooch with a sponge. Well, that's not off the table. OK?
Splashy, splashy, sloppy, sloppy. Come on. Paul's Platters. Right.
You love it. You love it. Baby, I'm behind you. I'm standing by you.
You're baby, baby. OK. Oh, come on. Oh, come on.
One, two, three. One, two, three. Do you like weird records? Do you like normal curios?
Well, you can get your fill of them. In this section, Paul's Platters brought to you with the patron saint of Paul's Platters. Why? It's Doris McSquirta.
Yeah, OK. I'm going these way. God, almighty. Seems a beekeeper.
Thanks, Doris. Here comes the beekeeper. I'm Doris McSquirta. Right.
Go away, Doris. All right, I'm coming. Ah! Ah!
These. Oh, Squirta. Oh! Ah!
Is it this way? Yes. Bye, Doris. Let yourself out the podcast.
Fuck it, Al. Just fucking hell. Really? The one man plays of you getting rid of characters you've invented from your bedroom.
Just amazing. I love it. That's my favourite thing to do with this show is ask me character I've just invented. So leave them to you after pickles.
As long as you don't need to provide to your characters. Well, it's nice. It's nice to be nice, isn't it, Paul? It is nice.
Today's platter comes from a friend of the show called Kyle. Well, he's not friend. He's just being nice. A listener called Kyle.
He says, Paul, and he just wanted to say what's just done. I did it in and we've not done anything yet. Just a technicality on all listeners friends at the show, Paul. Yes.
Are we all friends? Yes. Hi, Kyle, friend. Hi, Kyle.
Just wanted to send these your way. I thought you may appreciate them. So Kyle sent some vinyl records. Now I'll say this.
Kyle, it's very kind of you to send me the Ghostbusters album, Soundtrack on vinyl and the single. But I do currently have like 10 copies of the Ghostbusters Soundtrack on vinyl now from people who quite kindly send them in. But I don't need 10 copies of the Ghostbusters Soundtrack album on vinyl. Paul, I just had an idea.
Seven copies of the single. You've got it. You've got it. I've got it.
Thank you. But I'm all right. I'm catered for. All right.
Can we just get on? Sorry for being enthusiastic and full of the joys of life in spring. Right now, as Paul Gannon edits this in the future from this point, he's already depressed that he's at eight minutes and it's taken him half an hour to get there. Oh, OK.
And he knows that there's another 40 to go and he got to add in the music and the other segments. No, no, no, no, no, no. Give me a break. Let me just say to Paul in the future.
Hello, mate. You're right. Editing this bloody podcast. So that's what Paul in the future saying to you right now as he edits this.
We're already already almost nine minutes in now. Right. So anyway, long story short, he sent me some ghost poster stuff. But the album that did come in the collection, which he calls from his shit disco collection, it genuinely brought a massive smile to my face because I opened it up an inside was a vinyl album from the artist, Yuri Geller.
And I had no idea this even existed. Well, Paul, Yuri Geller was actually a huge sort of star, wasn't he? He was huge in the 70s and early 80s. Yeah.
It was the late 70s, early 80s, which is the disco era, isn't it? So before we go into the album, I'm going to use Wikipedia as we do to talk about who Yuri Geller is now. A lot of people probably do know because his name's just out there. You know, it's like the pop culture cosmos.
It's like Yuri Geller's a name in everyone's lexicon. Yes. He's probably the most famous psychic ever. Yes.
Yuri Geller in a nutshell is a man who is Israeli British. He's an illusionist. It says on his Yuri Geller page, a magician, a TV personality and self-proclaimed psychic. So yes, he was born in 1946 in Tel Aviv, December.
Geller claims that he's a distant relative of Sigmund Freud on his mother's side because his mother's called Margaret Freud. So who knows? At the age of 11, Geller's family moved to Cyprus where he attended high school at he joined the Israeli army paratroopers brigade in which he served until 1967. Oh, he served in 1967, six day war and was wounded in action.
Then he became a photographic model in 1968 and 1969, and joined that time he began to perform for small audiences as a nightclub entertainer. Interesting. Then he became, then he started performing in theatres, public calls, auditoriums, military bases, universities by the 70s. Geller had become known in the United States and Europe.
He was also receiving attention from the scientific community whose members were interested in examining his reported psychic abilities. Yes. See, this is all really, this is where it's interesting to me because he was claiming, wasn't it, that it was all real. And just when you read his history and who he, you know, he's listened to himself as a magician before psychic.
Well, you know what I mean? An illusionist. Apparently, he never referred himself as a illusionist or magician until 2015 when during a motivational speech, he said, I'm a magician. Right.
The thing is, is that just based on that short little history, though, my opinion is that he's a con man. You know, he uses magic tricks to support his psychic abilities. He totally does. Do you know that famous thing where he claimed he could tell how many balls were in a sort of a container of some sort and they would, he could always do it.
And he could teach someone else to do it as well. All they did, all these balls were in this sort of box. And basically all the scientific investigator. I think it was that guy, the incredible Randy, actually, he's a famous rounder.
Yeah, James Randy's a famous, a bunker, of course. And he basically just glued the balls down so they didn't move around at all in the container. Right. And then suddenly, you're again, couldn't do it anymore.
You know, he was like, Oh, there's something wrong. So obviously he glued the balls down. I had some effect on the trick. Obviously, you're a guy that had been discerning how many were in by the way they were rolling around or moving in the box.
No, no, the sad thing is in a way that's really impressive. Yeah, that's what I was saying. It's like a capabilities is is a con. Yeah, yeah, you've given us a gift.