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Dec. 27, 2019 - True Anon Truth Feed
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Happy True Year

"Happy True Year" kicks off with a chaotic, self-deprecating voicemail-style rant where the host—traveling to NYC for Hanukkah and the Virgin Islands—admits Liz’s refusal to speak has derailed the podcast, joking about "Young Chomsky’s" fake syphilis death. Amid trash-taking alarms and Patreon pitches (including a $5 "stinking Lincoln" anecdote from Noah Bagels), they pivot to a 2019 flashback where Brace, Liz, and Young Chomsky beg listeners to ignore Patreon trolls, ending with a defiant yet nostalgic "happy true year" wish. The episode’s absurdist energy masks deeper tension over collaboration and audience expectations. [Automatically generated summary]

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Special Patreon Message 00:03:39
Do the song.
Believe it or not, Truan is not home.
So leave a message at the beep.
I am out or I'd answer the phone.
Where could we be?
Believe it or not, we're not home.
Hello.
You've reached Truan.
That was your cool ringtone.
Remember when people used to have that ringback?
Was it like a ringback?
a ringback?
Remember when people had the, we're doing a message.
Oh, sorry.
Remember when people had that ring back?
Now you can answer.
Now you can answer.
Do you remember that?
See, this is why we're not doing an episode this week, ladies and gentlemen, because Liz refuses to speak to me.
We have, the podcast is over.
No, stop it.
Okay.
So we are recording special message.
Special message to our little babies out there.
Yes.
All my children out there.
Sorry, guys.
We're both gone.
Yes.
I am going to be in New York City at the site of the Twin Towers, lighting the menorah and placing the star upon the Christmas tree.
Liz, where will you be?
I'm going to be in the Virgin Islands, no relation.
Mm-hmm.
Any islands you go to.
And young Chomsky is, unfortunately, has died from syphilis.
It's not true.
Fake news.
It's true.
That was a recording I had of him that I'm playing.
You can't get out of that.
It was a recording.
And anything else he says will also be a recording that I took before his death that I'm now playing.
But yeah, anyways, we can't do an episode like that, so please don't fucking, if you fucking DM us, if you make a fucking Patreon, I'll wave my thing.
I'm sorry.
Every other job gets vacations.
McDonald's workers get vacations.
The president gets vacation.
Podcasters apparently can't get vacations.
No, they understand.
They just, you have to communicate it.
That's my alarm.
It happens every time I record.
It's my alarm.
Take out the trash.
Oh, my.
No, look, it was fine.
We just want to apologize because it's holidays and we did record an extra special, extra long Patreon episode.
Yes, we did.
That is a bit kooky.
So if you're not yet a Patreon subscriber, I say, it might be worth it just for that episode.
Ask mommy for a little, what do they call him?
A Lincoln.
A stinking Lincoln, as a guy at the Noah Bagels on Market Street once said to me as he handed me a $5 bill and change.
Oh.
He said, a stinking Lincoln.
I've never forgotten that.
Don't, you know what you say to your mom?
Don't give me Starbucks gift card.
Give me some pussy.
No.
You're not saying that?
No, Brace.
Okay.
Anyway, I am actually apologetic.
Brace isn't.
No.
No.
I'm defiant.
I'm also not apologetic.
Because he's dead.
That was a recording I have.
I miss him.
But yes, so until I think, well, we're going to be together before the new year, but the next episode will probably come out in the new year, right?
Yes.
So from the past, from 2019.
Good evening.
I'm Brace.
I'm Liz.
I'm Young Chomsky.
And we please don't leave Patreon comments.
We will see you and we love you all so much.
We will see you next year.
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