Amy is still in New York and we are still suffering.

The sausage king wrote a book. Well he wrote several actually, but Ana read one of them and it's bad. Like real bad. And problematic.

We had to rerecord some episodes we already covered but never posted, so this is some painful retreading that I am not very interested in. I end up trying to derail a lot so that I stay engaged in the conversation. Enjoy :)

We're back, but before we return to our regularly scheduled programming, enjoy a pregnancy interlude with our friend Autumn.

Drugs are very bad and you should definitely never do them. 

What do falcons and hybrid cars have in common? 

Some dicey conversations about abortion and salami ensue. 

ba ba badada ba ba badada ba ba badada da

Starting season 3 without a bang, nor a crash, not even a clatter. Just a faint whisper in the breeze that says, "Adrian may or may not be pregnant" but we're not listening because we have air pods in. 

We are here to finish this book discussion so that we never need to discuss it again. Ana is coughing the whole time because she's sick once again. More like sick of this show. Ha. 

Y'all have some happy slotat-free holidays, we will start posting season 3 in the new year.