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Hello, welcome.

This is Thursday.

I'm Bora's sister, Slatvana.

My patient.

Your patient?

Andrew.

Oh, finally.

Oh, is he?

Yeah.

Oh, my little hubby bub.

Your little.

A dog have.

Are we still doing the nurse outfits?

No, I gave that one up.

Sat that one.

Right.

I only had three outfits.

Any.

They're in my fancy dress cupboard now.

I've got a very large fancy dress collection actually.

Actually it's quite impressive, my fancy dress.

It is.

And speaking of, I've got loads of wigs and actually we need.

I need to bring you up to speed because obviously we have our big Galentine's night in coming up.

Thursday the 13th.

Anna has planned it and I know all and you need to tell me.

Yeah.

Cuz I might need to bring out some outfits.

Yes.

There's going to be some outfit situations.

So I.

Join us guys.

Yeah, we don't want to be lonely.

Everythingluanna.com Go and grab a ticket.

They're only a few quid.

Get online with us wherever you are in the world.

We do these so that we're accessible to all because we always have people moan when we do a tour in London, which is why we're doing.

We don't venture.

Anyone else.

Yeah.

A couple nights online accessible to all.

So please do join us.

You speak, we listen.

Yes.

Live and interactive.

Everythingloanna.com get your tickets now.

But yeah, there will be some dressing up.

Fired.

Love it.

But listen, this is your episode.

Is Luanna totally extra?

Let's muff hunt straight in with a voice note from Steven.

Hi, Luana and Emo.

Love the pod and all that jazz.

I've just listened to one of your pods.

I think it was the totally extra one where you were talking about the girl who swigged her girlfriend's fl.

Stop it.

I'm going to be honest, I'm part of the majority that loves the gag warning stories.

Particularly hearing Emo pissed herself while you two are gagging.

Like Emo's laugh gets me every time.

I just love it.

I'm sorry, but the gag warning stories.

Don'T make me gag.

I think only one did.

I can't remember what it was but the majority of them, I just.

I'm blanking.

I just laugh.

Anyway, I've been doing this at work, trying really hard not to get noticed, but love the pod and everything.

My name is Stephen and I'm from.

Thank you, darling.

It's IMO's Beavis and Butthead laugh that gets me every time.

Remember Beavis and Butthead?

That will be banned now.

And South Park.

I loved South Park.

Oh, yeah, that was good.

I know.

Actually, though, I never went to South Park.

Did you ever watch South Park, Mo?

No, I think I was a bit too young for it.

Yeah, well, there you go.

I never really got into that.

That's why.

Yeah, but I'm older than you.

She's like.

Yeah, I never really quite got that one.

What, you didn't get into South Park?

Not really.

Oh, so inappropriate.

So funny.

Love it.

See, all these things have shaped our personalities, right?

Mine minus.

I mean, Euro Trash, South Park.

Euro Trash was excellent.

You have watched the In Between Us though, haven't you and I.

Oh, yeah.

Do you remember in Euro Trash when.

No, I mean, not Euro Trash.

The word.

You remember the Word with Danny Bear and I can't remember who the male presenter was and they had the section like, famous, famous for a minute or something and it was all these rank things like this old granny came on and then someone like, had to lick her sweaty armpit.

Oh.

Oh, my God.

This.

I mean that.

I mean, could you imagine just what people would do to get anything to be famous?

Like five?

It's like do a poo in a carp and stuff like.

Stop.

Yeah.

I do not remember.

I'm going to Google this because it was the word to Google the word.

Yeah, it was, right.

Never heard of that.

No.

You know the word.

Oh, come on.

Lufanians, my fellow OGs.

Oh, 90s stopped airing in 1995 when.

I was two, so.

Can I be joking?

Yeah, they're.

Oh, my God.

This is where we notice who was the male presenter.

Danny Bear was the woman who was amazing.

So hot, says Danny Bear.

And Christian.

It was Christian.

Christian.

I never heard of there.

Oh, yeah, Manchester, you know Terry Christian.

Terry Christian.

There we go.

Terry.

Chris, Emo, do us a favor, can you just go down a little rabbit hole of the Word?

And it's the famous for a minute item that they had and it was always for really rank things.

While you're going down that rabbit hole, I will read a message from Emily Heil.

I wrote.

Do you remember Smack the Pony?

Yes, I love that.

Right, Emily, she says, hi, ladies, my lovely friend has truly been through hell and back over the last year from losing her horse and her dog.

Oh, within a matter of months.

Still with heartache.

From this we understand life Goes on and she's dusted herself off and has been traveling to Ireland for work and more recently accepted an amazing job on the other side of the world.

This week she's been involved in an accident and has broken her back from being bolted with a horse.

You don't need to hear this, Lou.

You couldn't write it.

She's asked for company and visiting hours but I have flu and I'm feeling useless.

She's a die hard Luana fan and I know for a fact she'll be listening to the next few weeks of episodes.

Now she's the least soppiest person I know.

She hates being touched, cuddled.

She'll smile at that the more I think of it.

There are a lot of similarities to you, Lou.

I was gonna say.

So a no nonsense message please.

A shout out will make her smile.

She said, your friend Emily says you've got this babe.

Love Emily and the gang from Stratford Upon Avon.

Oh bless you.

We're thinking of you in hospital.

Big kiss babes.

Get well soon.

Yeah, keep listening.

And also you've got a whole back catalog of Luana to listen to.

Go and listen to all the other reps.

Voice note ramp from Jackie next.

Morning girls.

I'm joking.

I'm from near Wimborne in Dorset on my daily marching walk.

So please excuse the out of breathless but I'm just wanting to run in related to Emily from Ragnall and her.

Yeah, check out staff that just don't speak to you.

I totally agree with you and totally get what you're saying but there is the other side of the story.

I think it's so rude.

So bloody rude.

Yeah.

When customers are on their phone as they unload all their shopping onto the conveyor out and they stay on their phone having their conversation.

Can barely make eye contact with the customer checkout lady.

Oh man.

So I've just passed around with a dog.

I think he wondered what on earth I was doing.

Yes, these people that are going through the checkout with their shopping on their phone, unloading it with a neck crooked and their phone under their neck don't even make eye contact.

Tap their card and off they go.

Not so much as a buyer leave.

Yeah and I think that is just as rude.

I agree as the staff that don't make contact either.

So maybe it's tit for tat situation.

I don't know.

Yeah, love you girls.

You keep my entertained on my walk and the people I bump into clearly.

Have a good day.

Bye.

Thanks Jackie.

Great point.

Right, to reply yeah.

Right.

Gift next from Anonymous.

So, Clarice.

Clarice, she's.

There's a little photo here of a miniature pot of something called Ras El Hanout.

Don't you ever use that in cooking?

Not this one.

I've heard of that.

Morocco.

Yeah.

Moroccan.

Spicy Moroccan.

You're making a nice taj.

Do you know what?

I've not made a good tagine.

I never cook properly.

Properly anymore.

Oh, a nice tagine, as you say, with all the.

The pulses.

Yeah, and some couscous might make.

It might make that.

Oh, no, I'm playing polo tonight.

Classic.

So we've got a small pot of this.

What's the message?

Bailey's Hot Chocolate after chuckers tonight.

What time?

Well, they start our half five, probably.

There's quite a few of us, so they'll probably be finished.

Not even joking.

Quite fancy that.

Once I got this Brog, it's not too cut.

It's quite a nice day, actually.

It's a nice day, yeah.

Pop up.

I might get the kids down and pop up.

You're in.

So minutes down the road.

Now, this person says.

Clarice says.

Now, I don't want to seem ungrateful, but I truly mean it when I say I'd rather have nothing.

This gift came from a family member for my birthday.

We're not big on making a fuss for adults in our family.

Cost of living, crisis, etc, etc.

Yep, fair.

My family is the same, actually.

But this gift takes the biscuit.

Not only is this tub of Ras El and Hanut completely random, bizarre, weird, but it's also utterly useless because it's clearly been dished out from the back of the cupboard.

Is it went out of date in December of 2023.

Oh, my God.

She has got a 2023 Ras El Hanout miniature pot for her birthday.

No, you're better off just saying.

I'm so sorry, I've been really busy.

I haven't had the chance to get again, just nothing.

Oh, but there's so many gifts now.

You can just buy a little voucher and email it to the person.

Anything, even in a natural state.

Anything.

Just don't get anything, Gobs.

Even a tenor, mate.

A tenor in a card and treat your drink she put gobsmacked into the bin, it goes.

And never accepting a dinner invite from this person again.

Apart from if I wanted a severe case of the.

Still a good bikini.

Love the pod, love the gang.

Much love.

Oh, my God, that's brilliant.

I chucked out some spices the other day, actually.

Curry.

I was Cooking Keri with my dad.

Right.

I'm doing cookery with that.

Oh, I need to get that curry person.

He wants to learn how to make a curry.

Well, we.

Nature.

Yeah.

Listens to our podcast and after we did the big reveal, she messaged me and was like, babe, it's me.

So she was on MasterChef.

Oh, my God.

She does a lot of veggie food as well.

And she is so up for coming to my house and doing a cooking thing with us.

I mean, even so, I feel like, can I bring my dad?

Yeah, you can bring your dad.

I'm not even joking, dad.

We'll do like a little cookery thing.

And I really want to get the loofani.

I don't know where they live.

Have you looked into it yet?

Ims, have you messaged the Patak's curry sauce family?

Can you email them today?

Yeah, do that.

Well, Papa Peter, he's.

I'm blood.

He's.

He's 78 tomorrow.

Oh, he's dad's birthday tomorrow.

78 tomorrow.

And he's got into cooking, so I had him around.

My dad loves cooking.

Why don't we sack off the luffanie and do it with the dads?

Cooking with dads.

Yeah, we'll still video.

That's a really good.

Sure will still get some.

He's weird.

He loves the curry and he wants to cook it.

But he came around to mine the other day and I was like, spend more time with my dad so I could help.

Helped him cook a kedgery, but got on my curry, the mild curry powder.

And I looked at it, I was like, no, it gets a bit hard and give it a jab.

Then I was like, oh, sort of in 2021.

Did you use that?

No, I chucked it out.

No, I did get some more, but it then prompted.

And here's one thing, do a cover, clear out.

Because all that just stays for decades.

Otherwise.

Right rant Lulu from Nicola Nicholas says.

Guys, I was trying to voice know a live run and the bloody voice note function is malfunctioning.

And now I pretty much have two runs.

Oh, emo's gone.

Any for you?

Well, the transcribe.

Yes.

I mean, you know, anyway, love you guys.

Love the pod.

Joined the mad house last year and still making my way through old pods.

Yes.

Go back.

Picture the scene.

Driving to the chemist today to get eye drops because I have conjunctivitis and look like Mr.

Magoo listening to an old episode where someone is ranting about men stealing our illnesses.

I'VE had conjunctivitis for less than 24 hours and already he can feel it in his right eye.

No you don't.

I am not passing over that sympathy button.

Simmer the down and give your eyes a wash with some sterile water.

You do not qualify for prescription eye drops yet.

I'm livid.

If he goes blind, I'm gonna send emails of willies to his work email and make sure he opens them in the office and everyone can see him looking at the hard ons.

Tomorrow I'm coming home with vulva pain.

How do you like them apples?

No need to keep me anonymous.

I'm Nicola from Glasgow Ishway P s.

It's my 40th birthday soon.

Please tour.

Just saying.

Oh, and this is my bloody eyes.

Eye bags to my knees.

Oh, babes, that is.

Oh, you poor thing.

Oh, that's something.

Oh, it's making my eyes water.

Oh, Nicola, listen to.

Listen.

We're not touring but we are doing our Galentine's big night in.

So do get your ticket now.

Luannalive or everythingluana.com Thursday the 13th of Feb, 8pm There's a really good meme going around that says my husband five minutes after I've just told him I'm not feeling very well.

I think I've caught it too, babes.

So true.

Yeah, right.

Petty Polly from Anonymous.

So, Shirley.

Hi Luana, Just catching up on the pod and I heard the petty poly about picking all the good bits out of your partner's food.

Well, it was the chorizo pasta.

Chorizo pasta?

No, chorizo because I've picked it all out because you're thought I would tell.

You my own petty pot because I do do like that at home.

Well, I'd give myself the better portion.

Yeah, if just he's annoyed me.

I always give Andrew the bigger better.

Well, he obviously doesn't annoy you.

No, he doesn't.

Oh, pardon me, I really.

How far did you hear?

To be fair, Alex doesn't annoy me that much.

Too stuffy in here for that.

Sorry.

Wind fast.

It's a bit of a hot box in here, isn't it?

So I thought I'd tell you my own petty poly that involves adding something in to my.

Into my husband's food.

We love a bit of spice but I tend to like things a bit hotter than my husband.

When he's pissed me off, I like to add a little extra chili or hot sauce into his food and then sit back and smugly eat mine while he sits There, get some milk.

You can get some milk.

You'll get in with an inhale.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Yes.

You know it.

You know it.

Oh, I've just done that.

And Anna's farted.

Now I've eaten Anna's eat of my.

Shit particles sits there panting, sweating and commenting on how spicy it is.

I can take great pleasure in saying that it must be because his spice tolerance is lower than mine and I don't find it hot at all.

Please keep me on a puny because I would love a granny name.

Oh, I love that.

Oh, brilliant.

Love that.

Let's listen to a voice note from Anonymous.

So we've called you Mary.

Hi, ladies.

I.

I'm not a new listener.

I've listened since the start of 2023, but then I caught you and I just got sick of not being able to hear you, like listen to you every week and got world can't get into any other podcast other than yours.

So I've started listening to like from the beginning of when you started Luana.

And I'm up to December 2020 at the minute to do the isolation games of the week.

And I think they're hilarious.

Really enjoy them.

So I feel like once a month you should do like an in my office can't be isolation game, but some sort of quiz that we should do that a petty polly was sent into what I was just listening to and it made me think, why don't you.

It'd be really good to hear somebody who's had a petty poly done to them so someone who has their relationships finished whether they were cheating or what if they just finished and their partner has done something to them.

What they did to them.

But yeah, I love the pod and yeah, you're just.

You're both amazing.

Oh, thanks, Mary.

I like that.

We actually also really welcome some listener feedback because we, you know, this is our pod.

We can change it if you guys want things.

Take stuff.

Take stuff away.

So I.

I'm thinking we should do imo's little quiz.

Definitely.

You up for that in the week that I come over to Champney's?

Yes.

Because I'm gonna come over once a month.

Month.

Yeah.

Do you know what's bad?

I can't cheat.

Because during COVID Yeah, you did cheat.

I cheated all the time.

All the time.

Because these two couldn't see what I was doing.

So I could always cheat.

This is actually.

I was the overall winner.

This is really good news for me.

So now expose me for being truly.

Yeah.

Emo.

Over to you.

We by popular demand we would love the imo's game of the month or whatever you want to call it back it most quiz Quiz.

And it just pops up whenever you feel like it.

We love to quiz.

Right.

Excellent.

Thanks Sims.

Right kids, you've got that to look forward to.

Lufanians kids say the funniest things from Antonia.

Hi Loanamo.

Love the pardon.

Are they just been having a laugh all the embarrassing kids stories.

But I think I might have you beat.

Go on.

Strong claim.

This is a strong claim.

Yeah.

My son is three.

I'm sure you remember that time.

Yep, the Y phase.

Why Mommy, why?

The attempts to socialize the little buggers by repeating yourself over and over to penetrate their goldfish attention span to find you've finally gotten through when they tell you off with one of your own rants.

No, Mummy, hold the glass with both hands, it's dangerous, etc.

Etc.

That's true.

My most recent rant was getting him to stop hitting us when frustrated.

Especially when he's just woken up and confused.

That I have to repeat multiple times throughout the day.

No, sweetie, you can't do XYZ today because this morning you were naughty and hit Mummy.

I like the idea you follow through.

Good parenting.

Really good parenting.

And reminding your child the why.

Yeah, well, one day I go to pick him up from my mother's house and he excitedly ran up to me, tripped over his own feet and smacked his face into a wall.

Oh, he cried for 60 seconds, then forgot all about it.

Except that one week on the smack had migrated to an ugly yellow bruise under his eye.

It's every parent's nightmare, isn't it?

That?

So there we were on a silent commuter train coming home from school, when a little voice pipes up, mummy, you're naughty.

You're naughty because you hit me.

So no cartoons.

Oh God, that would be my worst awful.

So blood.

My blood turned to ice.

What the earth?

Sweetie, don't say that.

But.

Oh, no.

The little rotter doubled down, getting even louder.

No, Mummy, you hit me.

You hit me and you're naughty.

They do make things up.

I know.

Or yeah, exaggerate them.

For the record, I have never hit my child.

I've not even had a swat on the bum.

But I was quickly realizing that there was literally nothing I could say that would make me seem less guilty.

How do I explain the series of unfortunate events that has led us to this point where a toddler with a black eye is loudly accusing me of child abuse?

I wanted the floor to swallow me hard you would.

Wouldn't.

This happened to my mate who lives in America, her boy in the.

In the local Target store with Mommy, Mommy, don't hit me, Mummy.

It's like, oh, my God.

I did this in my life.

My mum wouldn't let me have a lollipop or something or something from Boots when I was little.

And she was like, no, you're not having it, come with me.

And I screamed down the place, you're not my mummy.

Help.

Help.

Yeah, she's taking me, she's taking me.

She's not my mummy.

My mum had to like convince was my mom because all these people came over and thought she was trying to take me.

Well, it's the same.

I'm at first never forgiven me.

Well, it's so bad, isn't it?

My Enzo's attempted and I'm like, don't you even dare, boy.

Obviously my three year old, she goes on to say, has no idea that he has a black eye, nor does he understand the implications of what he's parroting back to me.

The planet's just aligned to bring me the most embarrassing and awkward 25 minute train ride of my life.

Luckily, there wasn't a nosy Karen on the train to call the police on me.

So now it's just a funny story I whip out to explain why I call my son my little goblin solo Animo.

What do you think?

Is this the worst thing my son will do to me?

It's quite bad.

But, oh, because honestly, I would have rather been pantsed at school than spend 25 minutes thinking I was going to be arrested.

Anyways, no need to keep me anonymous, Antonio.

I live in Rome and if any of my UK friends are listening, shoot me a text to let me know.

You know, I would rather a pantsing as well than that.

It's horrific.

Imagine that.

The nerve.

She's like, has one of these people called the police?

It's literally the worst.

Brilliant.

Yeah, we've got a voice note rant now from Emi.

Ma, Ma, shall I read this first?

Hi, I want to send an A rant and I don't know who else to send it to, but I have a feeling that a lot of women out there are going to feel the exact same way.

I just washed a fuck ton of dishes, got to the end, emptied out the water, everything, everything was fine and then looked to my left and there's another pan and the ladle and whatever that I need to wash and I am so irritated.

Oh, and might I add that it is quarter to one in the morning and I need to be up at 6 tomorrow, so I.

And I still have a ton of stuff to do.

So I'm just.

I'm just a little.

A little pissed off at myself.

And now I still need to wash the pot and pan and ladle.

Okay, thank you.

May all the women out there remember the pots and pans that they need to wash.

And yes, I will be getting a dishwasher soon, I hope.

Okay, bye.

Oh, I love that.

So there's a message.

Yeah.

She says, I am Emi Emmy.

Emmy.

Ma.

Yeah, Ma, not Esme.

A rare nambian Namibian.

Oh, I'm doing well here.

A rare Namibian, which is next to South Africa listener.

And I listened through your entire pod in 43 days last year.

Wow.

Don't ask me how or why.

I was busy with my theses and constantly need something to listen to because of my tinnitus.

And you know how I feel about the pod.

Wouldn't be messaging a pot I hate now would I?

Emma, you are literally giving zero Fs other than for the ladle in the pan.

Yeah, love that, babes.

Thank you for listening.

Right, confession time.

I've never told anyone this, but number one from Maude.

Hilo, Animo.

You guys are a pod force.

I like that.

Pod force to be reckoned with.

Keep up the good work and all that jazz.

For seven long years, I have been driving my children to nursery.

It's an idyllic country nursery based on a farm.

Oh, lovely.

Oh, this is delightful.

This is when Lou and I met.

When we met just after we both had the babies.

And I said, I found a lovely nursery and it was on a farm.

Right next door to where I used to live.

And so we started sending our kids.

There only once or twice.

You did.

Mine was basically there full time and then it got shut down.

It wasn't Austin.

It was really nice.

They just didn't put that paperwork in order.

That was what it was.

Oh, yeah.

It was a paperwork clerical error.

It was clerical.

It was beautiful.

It was really nice, like.

But that's what this reminds me.

It does, doesn't it?

It was so beautiful.

Such a shame.

Such a shame.

Nice people, beautiful nursery.

On a thing that happened.

Anyway, it's an athenic country nursery based on a farm.

Loads of outdoor space, caring team and animals.

The kids get to see the new baby lambs and feed the pigs.

What a lovely nursery.

You are probably thinking, yes, what a lovely place to send your children.

Which is.

Right.

Which is why I have put up with the following for so long.

There is one niggling downside that has been grinding my gears twice a day, four days a week for seven years.

Their private 100 meter lane kid.

Seven years.

Oh, she's probably got multiple.

Several kids.

Yeah.

Wow.

One's a lot of children.

Yeah.

100 meter lane is full of potholes.

It is so awful that the cars create undulating hills and troughs within the lane as the potholes get bigger and bigger.

Some of them are about six inches deep, a couple of feet wide.

A few of my mum friends have had blowouts and issues with it.

Oh, they need to sort this out.

Yeah.

The owners let it get extremely bad before attempting to fix it.

Their botched attempt consists of digging it up and sprinkling a bit more gravel around.

The potholes usually reappear within a few weeks and then the cycle starts again.

They have had quotes from my friend's husband's groundworks company to tarmac it, but they said it was too expensive.

This would be an acceptable excuse normally.

However, they have since built a brand new indoor flashy big bollocks riding school on site and a huge extension to the nursery which fueled my rage.

How do they get the poor horses up and down that drive year in, year out with.

With the trailers?

And what about the staff cars that have to drive up every day?

Well, one morning as I was driving down the very bumpy lake.

I mean this would piss me off too.

I'll be.

And I live in the countryside, you know.

I felt my huge GG boobs.

Double G tit love this.

Bobbing around so much that I thought they were gonna hit me in the face.

Need a landy hun.

My body filled with rage.

I shouldn't have to consider wearing a sports bra to drive my kids to nursery.

That's when you know a pothole is bad.

When your double GS are giving you black eyes, that is when I spotted the grass verge.

Freshly mowed and smooth like a green carpet.

Oh, the dewy grass was glinting at me like little jewels in the fresh morning sunlight.

So I did it.

I drove on that grass and I tore huge muddy tire tracks right down the middle.

Boy, it felt good.

All parents have since received a stern telling off text message from the owners about my anonymous dirty protest, but also acknowledged that they need a permanent fix.

It worked.

I got their attention after seven long years.

Now very morning whilst.

This very morning whilst I'm driving up and down the lane, I am smug.

No one knows who the culprit was and the Mum group chat is blowing up with applause for the mystery verge vandal.

You are welcome, ladies.

I mean, I love that.

I really like that.

That's a good confession.

Although you might be able to be identified.

Seven years at the same nursery and you've got double G10.

I.

I might have to do this actually, because one.

One of the lanes I used to get to yours, that's a bit.

That's a bit hairy.

You know where the farm is, but only about four minutes from you, there's literally a pothole now has gone from the verge about halfway into the road.

But you know, you don't need to come that way.

And I tell you, go under a little bridge.

You come in down from where that petrol station is and you're coming down the road and you're going right under a bridge around the back.

No, I don't do that way.

Oh, I don't know what.

No, I come a bit another way.

But anyway, anyway.

Right, next up, confession.

Hi, Anna and Lou.

Love the podcast.

You keep me company on many drives to work.

Anyway, I had to share this embarrassing story.

My daughter started school and quickly made a lovely friendship group.

This is all great until the mum's WhatsApp group happens.

Shockingly, was all actually going really well and.

Sorry.

Shockingly, it was all going really well.

And now into the next term, it's still going well.

One of the mums gave birth to beautiful twins, but unfortunately one of them was born disabled and in hospital for a while recently.

They were all home for Christmas and everything was lovely.

She posted a picture of the twins in the WhatsApp group and as I'm replying with hearts, my finger.

Oh, God.

Slipped and I sent a reply with four throwing up sick faces.

Oh, no.

I quickly remembered WhatsApp had an edit by a button, so edited the face and put hearts.

Phew.

No one saw that ping, by the way.

Saw the sick face.

Luckily it was one of the other mums who has an equally dark sense of humor about me putting sick faces on the picture of a disabled child.

So no awkward looks at the school gates Monday for me, I hope.

Lots of love.

Dark, humid mum from north.

Oh, dear.

But have you.

I've done that.

Oh, do you know something?

I've got you put like a laughing and news or something.

I.

Literally everyone has been there.

I've done it Yesterday.

A friend of mine's just started chemo and I went to like send like a, you know, like a love heart and the.

The clearly the one.

The emoji.

I've used next to it was a laughing emoji.

Oh, and I had to do exactly that quickly.

Edit people.

You hope so.

Quite bad though.

Anyway, that is it guys, for your injection.

Yes.

Sweet Suanna.

Totally extra.

We will be of course back with your usual bumper dose of Luana on Monday.

In the meantime, please remember, grab your Galentine's tickets from everything Luann or luana.

Live Thursday the 13th of February.

It's live, it's interactive from chapney's two with us gals boyaka.

Sh.

We will also be on YouTube very soon.

Head to our Instagram which is at Everything Underscore Luana.

And if you head to the link in our bio, that is the link to our official YouTube page.

Of course do all the usual gaff.

Sending all your stuff luana@everythingluana.com can't remember the number so Anna needs to say.

Oh, double seven, two, double six, 947.

And while you're there, please do or start to get your shout outs in for our big Galentine's night in.

So do you.

It's all about friendships.

So if you've got any good funny stories, we're going to be celebrating frenemies.

We've got all kinds of things.

Any shout outs you want to get out?

Maybe you even want to ask one of your mates to be their bridesmaid or you want to announce a pregnancy or something like that.

Do send them into us as well and just put a little note on it saying for the big night in, for the Galentine's night in, we'll see you next.

We will.

Bye.