Once they get through the Styx talk, Brad and Adam decide not to sit down on the plexiglass toilet, some authentic carbon stains, obtuse bowling humor manifested on towels, curiously polite Nihilists, Brad doesn't hear the incongruous buried Dude fuck, setting up the "Leads?!" joke, aggressive cop key sounds, the hopelessness of the helicopter, some possible uncertainty surrounding the term "abutment," we do not discuss the World's Shittiest Radiolab, and "wiggly."
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