Twas the night before Xmas and all through the sidewinder
Not a creature was stirring not even a llama
The stockings were worn by Shan with care
In the hopes that Ben would soon be “there”

Colin was nestled all snug in his bed
While visions of plums danced in his head
And psykit in her beanie had just settled in
And her glass was now empty where there used to be gin

So now lave radio is done for the year
And you’ve explained exactly how we got here
And lots about guild wars that doesn’t seem right
Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night

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Alec Turner joins us to talk about the Scorpion, but we get hung up on our purple skins

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