No Boundaries

I forgot to bring my microphone. Does this ever happen to you? You guys seeing this, is this in the news? When you go to record a podcast at your buddy's house, and then forget the most vital piece of equipment for the task? It's embarrassing and I'm sorry. This is the one time, you get one a year, where you can say that I'm the big fat loser. Normally it's you. It's almost always you who is the big fat loser, but this week? Soak it in. It's me. I had to use a directional mic you'd expect to utilize for recording drums, or guitar, or... name another instrument. The rule of threes. So yes, it sounds a little off, but I did my best not to breathe directly into to the mic so you don't hear just how staggered and weak my airflow actually is. I'm barely alive, actually. 90% of my excellations are vape smoke and burps from all the PUSSY I ATE. Psyche. That's right, I'm back to being a winner. You're the loser again, fuck you, you no pussy getting freaks.