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On Today’s Show: 🎶 “Fucked Up” A Cappella: By popular request, an isolated loop of Mead saying “fucked up.” Sweet, sweet profanity from a man of God. 🎵 Genre-Bending Mead: What happens when you feed Mead’s wholesome DV theme song into my evil machines? First, an Old Negro Spiritual rendition (Mead’s worst nightmare). Then, a full-on gangsta rap remix — featuring crack, sluts, glue huffing, and dick-in-your-mama’s-ass rhymes. It’s the hood shit version of Distorted View you never knew you needed. 📧 Mead Responds: Triggered once again by my “Yankee-Doodly” comments, Mead insists he writes “swing” and “pop-country,” not “parlor piano for Civil War re-enactors.” He even shares his Elton John–lite track “Starting Again.” 💸 Financial Revelations: Mead confirms he blew through his inheritance, but don’t worry — he pressed some vinyl “for posterity” and claims he’s a superstar in France and the Czech Republic. Beatlemania, but make it Mead. 🧛 Demonic Illness Update: Mead reports a serious bout of colitis (a.k.a. bloody mucus s***s), tachycardia, and elevated blood pressure. He blames it not on poor diet, but witchcraft and a hex on his asshole. 🧙‍♀️ Exclusive Witch Audio: DV obtains the chilling recording of witches cursing Mead: “Forevermore, Mead Skelton shall shit snot!” 🐔 Chick-fil-A No More: Despite being broke, Mead vows to quit Chick-fil-A, sick of the cow suit and his managers who apparently demand ICU patients cover their shifts. 💀 Colitis & Curses: Mead belches, apologizes, and rebukes demons while considering life beyond chicken sandwiches.