Uh, I have a little side gig.

Co owner Brian needs a friend.

People love your episode.

You were hilarious.

And that's when I said I got to talk to this man some or I'll get him on the TV show.

But we got into it a little bit.

You got upset with me because you said that I, um I smeared the image of one of your favorite Irish poets.

You're not only from not only for the public, but it also ruined it for me, Which is what really hurt.

Which is Yates.

William Butler Yates, basically a saint of Ireland.

You know what I mean?

Great poet.

One of the great, probably the greatest Irish poet on this mystic figure.

You know that you always figures above worldly concerns, and then you point out that it was like getting some kind of like old timey erectile dysfunction techniques.

It's true.

Yeah, that's true.

I pointed out to you.

All I did was give you a little history lesson, and I said that Yates later in life was concerned about is ability to perform in the bedroom.

So at the time in the 19 thirties, there was a quack doctor who was saying, I'll inject you with monkey glands, the glands, that of ground up monkey glands into your testicles and it will help you.

It was the Viagra of its day on Lee.

It didn't work.

It was even worse because the way it started with me going one thing about the Irish and Yates the age gracefully like we don't mind getting old.

And then you brought that up and it just shattered my illusions about Yates.

Well, you know, I could make it up to you by reciting some Yates for you.

Maybe that'll do it.

You know, maybe you'd like that.

Would you like that?

Joy would I will arise and go now and go to Innisfree and a log cabin build there of clay and wattles made nine bean rows.

Will I plant there and a higher for the honeybee e like that.

That's a guy who's high on monkey glands.

That is a guy who was.

He was so jacked up on a per glands injected into his testicles that he wrote that poem.

That's probably how he recited it, probably how he didn't recite it right.

And he was completely Iraq to the entire time.

I'm sorry.

Hoped.

Sorry to ruin all the poets for you.

Next time, I'll tell you what Joyce was injected with.