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TFT Episode 1: Over Confidence Makes for Good Stories

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🎙 Episode 1: Overconfidence Makes for Good Stories

In their very first episode, Archie and Shelly dive into the theme of overconfidence—the kind that turns ordinary days into unforgettable disasters.

They share two tales that start with bold decisions and end… well, let’s just say, not quite as planned. One involves extreme weather and an even more extreme ego. The other features a questionable driving arrangement, a surprise guest from the shadows, and a scent that lingers in more ways than one.

Also in this episode:

  • Why this podcast exists (hint: it involves Maw-Maw and a porch swing)
  • A philosophical detour through Socrates and Epictetus
  • A few bumps, a few laughs, and a soft launch into something worth sticking around for

đź’¬ Listener Vote:

After the stories, it’s your turn to decide who told it best. Cast your vote at notquiterightgoods.com/pages/two-frogs-talking or on Instagram @notquiterightgoods.


🛍 This Week’s Tee:

Don’t miss the new “Ride It How You Want” design—now in the shop.

Because sometimes confidence deserves a souvenir.



Shelly:

Wait, when are we recording?

Archie:

Well, now I think.

Shelly:

Oh. Oh. We are recording now. O Okay, well, hi there. I'm Shelly.

Archie:

And I'm Archie, and you're on the front porch with

Shelly:

two, two

Archie:

frogs.

Shelly:

Frogs. Talking.

Archie:

Talking.

Shelly:

One part telling and tales

Archie:

one part talking life. All parts.

Shelly:

All parts. A bit not, a bit not quiet. Quite right,

Archie:

right?

Shelly:

Wait, did we just do that right on the first one?

Archie:

Beginner's luck. It'll probably never happen again.

Shelly:

What way to set us up for success.

Archie:

I do my best.

Shelly:

So this is new.

Archie:

It is. We don't normally have microphones in our faces when we're talking to each other.

Shelly:

Well, they do go with a podcasting territory.

Archie:

Yeah, we, we've done a lot of things together over the years, but, uh, never a podcast before.

Shelly:

We're in unchartered waters.

Archie:

Luckily, many have gone before us, so there's a lot of info on how to do this right.

Shelly:

But reading about something and doing it are two different things.

Archie:

Right you are.

Shelly:

Folks, this is our way of saying we're putting our best feet forward.

Archie:

And those feet have done a lot of tromping. So by experience, we know that we'll have some learning to do still on what makes a good podcast.

Shelly:

And we hope you'll give us some grace and look past the unpolished parts until we can get them sorted out.

Archie:

I have every confidence in our listeners. Plus watching a thing get all shiny is its own special thing.

Shelly:

There's a whole TikTok culture around that.

Archie:

Now, how do you know that?

Shelly:

Well, if there isn't, there should be. I mean, pressure washing videos are pretty satisfying, right? I mean, I bet polishing would be too. So somebody should get on it if there's not.

Archie:

Speaking of getting on it, should we get on with it and tell the folks what they're in for?

Shelly:

Well this all started because we figured if we couldn't make it to our yearly visit yet again, we should find a meaningful way to spend time together.

Archie:

Yeah. We got to brainstorming and uh, we landed on the idea that we could recreate the jab sessions our elders held on Ma maw-maw's front porch.

Shelly:

Our family has always told stories, big ones, weird ones. The kind where you're not sure what's true, but somehow it all feels like there's a touch of honesty in there somewhere.

Archie:

And nobody told them better than our grandmother, maw-maw. She passed not long ago at 109 full of grace, grit, and more tales than a library mouse.

Shelly:

So. This podcast is our way of keeping that tradition going. A little storytelling, a little soul searching, and a whole lot of love for where we come from.

Archie:

Shelly's a full on Southern Californian, but she likes to fancy herself a Southerner.

Shelly:

My roots are southern and so is half my heart. I mean, I spent two weeks every summer visiting.

Archie:

Except for the few times we came out to y'all.

Shelly:

Mm-hmm. Mom and dad may have transplanted to Huntington Beach when I was one, but they kept one foot in the south. I was raised steeped in the culture.

Archie:

Yeah. You even have a little bit of southern twang.

Shelly:

It does come out from time to time.

Archie:

Like right then.

Shelly:

I swear it happens more when I'm around someone speaking Southern

Archie:

over. The accent is catching

Shelly:

just like a cold.

Archie:

Oh, well, come on

Shelly:

I am only kidding. You know? I love it.

Archie:

Of course you do. But enough about accents. I think we were explaining about the show.

Shelly:

Right?

Archie:

The podcast gives us a way to hang out from across the country to swap stories like we used to on the porch swing or in the backseat of Aunt Dottie's station wagon.

Shelly:

Oh, the station wagon. That brings back memories. Actually, do you remember that trip to Yellowstone?

Archie:

How could I forget?

Shelly:

We were driving in that two car caravan. Your mom in the minivan, us and the lead with the station wagon. And somehow we left you at a gas station.

Archie:

Every frog's worst nightmare.

Shelly:

I thought you were mad at me or something 'cause you weren't in the wagon. I pestered mom for five solid minutes until she pulled over so I could make things right. But when the van pulled up behind us. It turned out you weren't in it either.

Archie:

I would've paid money to see the reaction when they realized I was missing.

Shelly:

Oh, it was pretty massive. I didn't know the station wagon could reach those speeds. Not to mention the minivan. Everyone was in a panic. Your dad wheels the minivan into the gas station, and I swear he hadn't even parked when your mom flew out of it.

Archie:

She came barreling in like a freight train at top speed, all frantic and what? And there I was making friends with a bobblehead bear in one of the souvenir aisles.

Shelly:

You hadn't even noticed we were gone.

Archie:

Man. I was always getting in trouble for wandering way by myself and not paying attention to my surroundings?

Shelly:

Well, I don't recall you getting in too much trouble for that one.

Archie:

Oh, no. No, I didn't. I think my parents were too relieved and ashamed to bother getting mad at me. Thank goodness.

Shelly:

Hmm. So yeah, there you have it, folks. That's basically the show storytelling mixed in with a little truth and maybe some wisdom.

Archie:

Each week we pick a theme. We each tell a tall tale and y'all decide who told it best. Oh, no. We're gonna keep track on a leaderboard. And the winner gets a

Shelly:

bragging rights.

Archie:

Oh, that's a little dull. How about we throw it to the listeners to suggest ideas?

Shelly:

Oh, that could get sketchy.

Archie:

All right. We'll have Miley, our producer, pick from the suggestions and do a reveal.

Shelly:

I can't believe I'm considering agreeing with this.

Archie:

I thought you were the adventurous one.

Shelly:

Oh, I see. You're going to taunt me into agreeing.

Archie:

Usually works.

Shelly:

He knows me too well, folks. Okay, fine. But we'll have to figure out a system.

Archie:

Miley's. Brilliant. And we're, well, we are passable between the three of us, we'll, we'll figure something out.

Shelly:

Okay, so we'll keep track of who tells the better tale and let the audience decide the winner's prize.

Archie:

Sounds about right.

Shelly:

Shouldn't we put some parameters in place?

Archie:

Maybe? Let's have a think on it.

Shelly:

Okay. We'll save that for next episode, if we remember.

Archie:

That's why we have Miley. I bet she's making a note of it right now.

Shelly:

That's one of the things we learned from our research. A competent producer is worth every penny and then some.

Archie:

What's that? I. Yeah. You know, I'll tell her. She says we should stop buttering her up and get on with the show.

Shelly:

Well then, should we tell everyone the theme for today?

Archie:

Sure. Yeah. Today's theme is overconfidence, otherwise known as the magic sauce that turns a mildly bad idea into an emergency canoe rescue.

Shelly:

Or as the reason most of our best stories exist.

Archie:

We don't know what story the other's gonna tell. Only Miley knows. She gives the go ahead so we don't step on each other's boots.

Shelly:

Which is good 'cause I like my toes un smushed.

Archie:

Now, if there's one thing our family knows better than grits and gossip, it's biting off more than we can chew.

Shelly:

Maybe that's true for you, but I can always chew my food.

Archie:

One thing you'll learn is that Shelly likes to talk a big game.

Shelly:

As if you don't either.

Archie:

Oh. The difference is I follow up on my talk. Oh,

Shelly:

okay. Go on, cousin. With that kind of talk. Why don't you spin your tale first?

Archie:

Well, all right. Let me tell y'all about the time I helped Pecos Bill ride a tornado.

Shelly:

Oh, starting off big, huh?

Archie:

Go big or go home.

Shelly:

Is that so?

Archie:

It is. Now. This all happened during, uh, summer in my mid twenties when I took a break from fixing things for everybody else, and I hit the road for a couple months. Just me, my old Bronco, and one of those weird travel guides full of the roadside attraction. You know, world's largest pistachio with a gravity hills, that kind of thing.

Shelly:

I was so jealous of your trip. I wasn't 18 yet. Mom and dad actually agreed on something. They didn't want me tagging along, even for the West Coast portion.

Archie:

It was probably a good judgment call. I mean, I did find myself in some. Questionable situations,

Shelly:

one of which we're about to hear.

Archie:

Exactly. So anyways, I kept my tools in the back of Betsy.

Shelly:

Betsy is his Bronco in case anyone is wondering.

Archie:

Mm-hmm. Good old Betsy. Still running strong after all these years.

Shelly:

Archie loves that Bronco. Mm-hmm. I think it's the closest thing to a pet he has.

Archie:

Uh, you don't have to clean up after a vehicle unlike pets.

Shelly:

Well, can't argue with you there. So why did you keep your tools in the back of Betsy on your road trip?

Archie:

Never knew when inspiration might hit or something might fall off.

Shelly:

Better safe than, sorry.

Archie:

Not a motto I lived by in those days.

Shelly:

Is this story a case in point?

Archie:

It is. I was somewhere out west, not far from Tornado Gulch, and I spot this fella: cowboy hat, windblown mustache, and he's yelling at the sky.

Shelly:

Is this the man, the myth, the legend himself?

Archie:

Right you are the one and only Pecos Bell and he's trying to buy, wait, wait,

Shelly:

hold up. For folks who didn't grow up on tall tales and state fair trivia, maybe give a quick rundown on who Pecos Bill is.

Archie:

Oh, right, right. Pecos Bill's a legendary cowboy from American folklore. Stronger than a grizzly, faster than a locomotive. Capable of about any feat he put his mind to. Now he's the kind of guy who'd use a rattlesnake as a lasso or, and once he dug up the real grande 'cause he was thirsty.

Shelly:

Cool. Just wanted to let the folks know this is premium grade folklore nonsense.

Archie:

Only the best. Anyway, there he is trying to ride a tornado with a regular saddle and a rope. I mean, he didn't stand a chance, so naturally I offered to help.

Shelly:

Well, you've never been one to sit idly by.

Archie:

No ma'am, I am not. I ask him, I says, Bill, let me borrow your saddle. I made some tweaks. Trampoline springs. Storms stabilizers, a snack strap.

Shelly:

Oh, you've also never been known to go long without a snack. So that tracks.

Archie:

Well, a good snack is everything. And so was a good lasso and a tricked out saddle. Now, I sized up the twister one last time. Got a good rhythm going with the lasso in one hand, straddling the saddle, and I took hold of the horn with the other hand. Before I could think too hard about it I let that lasso go flying in the direction of tornado. I was yanked into the air so hard my boots almost came flying off, but I had sure enough, lassoed that tornado. And my saddle stayed true.

Shelly:

How does a saddle stay true?

Archie:

How does a saddle stay true? It stayed between my legs like it was meant to, and I settled on top of the thunder cloud and just the right way. I rode that thing clean across the county line and back to where I started.

Shelly:

That must have been a sight.

Archie:

But here's the thing. A caravan of three tourist buses. Pulls up right after I land. They don't see me riding. Oh, that's a good thing. 'cause I ate it when I landed. I'm not proud to admit it, but my dismount was a disaster. What they did see? Oh,

Shelly:

oh, oh, oh, oh. Hold on a minute. I want to hear more about this dismount.

Archie:

Oh, do you now?

Shelly:

Of course I do. You didn't think I'd let you just slide by with a mention?

Archie:

Well, I was gonna try, but

Shelly:

go on, explain the dismount.

Archie:

Alright, well there's not all that much to explain. It happened in the blink of an eye, I mean, one minute. I was figuring, well, I should probably get off this tornado and the next thing I know, I'm hanging by my belt off a sign post with no sign. Feet swinging free of the ground. 100% stuck and my jeans getting pulled up to my shoulders. It was, uh. Uncomfortable.

Shelly:

Oh no.

Archie:

Mm-hmm. And to make matters worse, here comes old Bill coming over to rescue me. And he was none too excited 'cause he wanted his turn with the tornado, but it didn't take but a second to rescue me strong as he is. He lifted me right off like I was a rag doll.

Shelly:

Well, that was decent of him.

Archie:

It was, he could have left me dangling there for those tourists to see, and instead they saw Bill riding that twister. And guess who ends up on the souvenir magnet?

Shelly:

Let me guess. It isn't the frog with the saddle modifications and the wedgie?

Archie:

Nope. Not even a sticker.

Shelly:

Mm. But you got some stickers of your own now. Just not the same notoriety.

Archie:

There's still time.

Shelly:

Well, you're not getting any younger.

Archie:

Well, I'm stepping into the second part of my life.

Shelly:

I think you stepped into it a while back.

Archie:

Well, it's, it's in the up and running phase now.

Shelly:

Oh, is that what we're calling middle age now?

Archie:

Yeah, it sounds about right to me.

Shelly:

Well, I guess if it makes you feel better.

Archie:

Oh, we can call it middle age if you like. That just sounds so blah and, and it seems to me the connotation is off.

Shelly:

How do you mean? I.

Archie:

Well, You see, it takes a long time to figure yourself out and get going straight, and I like the idea of life phases. So this is the up and running phase of my life.

Shelly:

Well, what came before this phase?

Archie:

The trying to figure things out and minimize the damage phase.

Shelly:

You sat in that phase for a while, right?

Archie:

You are right. You are. And I have the scars to prove it

Shelly:

that you do. Okay. All right then. It's my turn, I guess now. And my story also involves high speeds and questionable decisions.

Archie:

Yeah. Sounds like a regular Tuesday for you.

Shelly:

Well, this wasn't a Tuesday, it was a Saturday and more than a few years back. I had this rescue parrot named Chicken Nugget, nugget for short. She had a lot of opinions. None of them were helpful.

Archie:

I remember Nugget who, boy, that bird wasn't original.

Shelly:

She lived for chaos and peanut butter crackers.

Archie:

Not a bad way to live.

Shelly:

I mean, that bird could pack away some crackers. Anyway, on this Saturday evening, I was out back behind the Play'N, stay working on my dune buggy and nugget's, perched on the roll bar, watching me like I owe her money.

Archie:

Well, did you?

Shelly:

Possibly it was back in the days when I was always broke. I had just opened up the place.

Archie:

Yet you still found money for your dune buggy.

Shelly:

That thing was a beater if I ever saw one. It spent more time out of commission than it did operational, and I absolutely loved it. Yeah. Anyway, I joke, wanna drive and nugget squawks flops once and lands on the steering wheel. Now if that wasn't a clear signal for yes, I don't know what is.

Archie:

Mm-hmm.

Shelly:

And I probably should have just had a laugh and let it be the end of it.

Archie:

But you didn't.

Shelly:

Nope. Because you know me, I get inspired.

Archie:

I am well familiar.

Shelly:

So instead. I rig up a system for nugget to steer and we're well,

Archie:

hang. Hang on though. When you say system, what are we talking about here?

Shelly:

You want me to give away trade secrets?

Archie:

Well, that just enough that we get the gist of it.

Shelly:

Let's just say it involved a rod fixed to the steering wheel so she could tot her left and right to control it, and she was surprisingly good at it. Huh?

Archie:

And how did she reach the pedals?

Shelly:

Oh, that was me. I operated the gas and the brake from the passenger side. I mean, what could go wrong?

Archie:

Everything.

Shelly:

So we're looping the back lot, feeling like champions. Nugget's steering. I'm working the pedals. Total harmony, right?

Archie:

Mm-hmm.

Shelly:

And then it happens.

Archie:

What?

Shelly:

A possum launches out from the dumpster.

Archie:

Wow. That's enough to send someone into a fright.

Shelly:

And this thing, it's massive. And it wasn't just waddling away. Nope. It was dragging an empty dog shampoo bottle like it was a prize.

Archie:

Now, what's a possum gonna do with an empty shampoo bottle?

Shelly:

Beats me, but it startled the feathers off a nugget. Scared me too. Honestly. It looked like it had intentions.

Archie:

Hmm. A possum with intentions, it sounds like something I'd like to stay clear of.

Shelly:

Nugget too. I mean, she freaks screeches, stomps the wheel hard to the left before I can break. We slam straight into the dumpster, empty bottles and dog grooming the detritus everywhere. I am in a cloud of lavender and regret.

Archie:

And the possum?

Shelly:

Gone. Vanished. Bottle and all. Nugget climbs up onto the roll bar, puffs up and shouts Crash like it was on purpose.

Archie:

And what about the dune buggy?

Shelly:

Uh, it was just one more dent to add to the many. The dumpster didn't fare as well though, but it was pretty worse for the wear.

Archie:

I'd kind of wanna follow the possum home from a distance. No need to get too close now. I, I just wanna see what it was up to with the bottle.

Shelly:

It had that bottle like it meant something. I swear it looked me dead in the eyes and telepathically conveyed, this is mine now.

Archie:

It could have been using it as a canteen. A hydration's important. Even. Even for night goblins.

Shelly:

Oh, think of the aftertaste.

Archie:

Hey, don't folks put lavender and food things now to be fancy?

Shelly:

True. Or maybe it was building a spa.

Archie:

A spa for possums.

Shelly:

I mean, you don't know. I bet possums get stressed too.

Archie:

Uh, I could go for that. I mean, they do get a bad reputation in general, and that could cause some stress.

Shelly:

Definitely had that look about it like it was in the middle of some weird little side hustle. That

Archie:

possum probably got a whole cachet under a deck somewhere.

Shelly:

Imagine the tiny towels.

Archie:

The tiny towels, the tiny eucalyptus, the tiny liability waivers,

Shelly:

and the huge shampoo bottles. You know what? Honestly, I hope it's out there right now living its best lavender scented life.

Archie:

Yeah. Well, that's mighty kind to you. Yeah. After the wreck it caused and all.

Shelly:

Oh, well, it wasn't that big of a wreck. More like a bump.

Archie:

Oh. Oh, so you exaggerated your storytelling.

Shelly:

The wreck isn't the point of the story, Archie. It's the fact that I got chicken nugget to drive a dune buggy. The possum and the wreck, they're just extras.

Archie:

Alright, I, I take your point.

Shelly:

So there you've got it. Two tales. One with a tornado, one with a parrot. Both driven by a little too much confidence.

Archie:

Uh, I, I think this is the part of the episode where we bring in our quotes, unless you have more to say about the tales.

Shelly:

I've got nothing more. But should we explain?

Archie:

I think so.

Shelly:

Okay. So folks, every week we're both sharing a quote from one of our favorite thinkers, something that fits or is at least adjacent to the theme and gives us a little something more to chew on.

Archie:

Uh, just 'cause we're telling stories doesn't mean we can't ponder while we're at it.

Shelly:

Some of my favorite memories are of listening to the adult, on maw-maw's front porch, chattering away. I.

Archie:

They'd get so into the storytelling and philosophizing hours would pass. Before you knew it.

Shelly:

Maw-maw really did pass down a legacy, didn't she?

Archie:

I'd say so. I mean, we wouldn't be doing this if it wasn't for her.

Shelly:

If this gets a bit of that right, then we're doing her proud.

Archie:

You wanna go first with your quote?

Shelly:

Sure. All right. Mine's from Socrates. The only true wisdom is in knowing, you know nothing.

Archie:

Mm. A classic.

Shelly:

Overconfidence is the opposite of that, right? It's thinking you got it all figured out when you're really just winging it with a parrot at the wheel.

Archie:

And sometimes with a saddle strapped to a thundercloud.

Shelly:

Well, you just ended up with a bruised ego. I ended up with a fine for it's denting the dumpster.

Archie:

Oh, and now you left that part out.

Shelly:

Oh, the whole thing was caught on security footage. Ooh. Very grainy. But there aren't many folks like me walking around.

Archie:

Well, we are a select group, that's for sure.

Shelly:

I don't know how they could tell where I dented the thing. I mean, given all the other dents in it, but they had me on tape. So not much to argue about.

Archie:

Well, now I've never known that to stop you.

Shelly:

Well, I did give it a go.

Archie:

Of course you did.

Shelly:

What about you? What's your quote?

Archie:

Oh, uh, mine's from, uh, Epictetus. "It is impossible for a man to learn what he thinks he already knows."

Shelly:

Hmm. It's hard to know what you need to know if you think you know it all.

Archie:

Now that one hits me square in the saddle. You know, confidence got me airborne, but uh, it also made me think I didn't need to double check the landing plan.

Shelly:

Well, at least no one saw you dangling. That would've been embarrassing.

Archie:

Yeah, I guess that's one way of looking at it. Sure did take a lot though to let Bill take all the credit.

Shelly:

I don't know if I could have held my tongue. I think that's where you may be a bigger frog than me. Yeah,

Archie:

I'll take the compliment.

Shelly:

Good. And I guess if I'm being honest, I didn't need to set up the rig for Nugget. I mean, I didn't need to let her steer, but I was sure we could pull it off.

Archie:

Well, you almost did pull it off. I mean, if it wasn't for that possum.

Shelly:

Mm. Don't give me any ideas. I'm sure there's another rescue parrot out there in need of a home.

Archie:

Now. Now what would Ralph think about that? I mean, he's pretty used to being in a one pet household now. Do you think he even remembers Nugget?

Shelly:

I don't doubt it. He was a puppy when Nugget flew on to the afterlife. But those two, whew. They had some interactions, but that's tales for another time.

Archie:

Now we, we can't give away all the good stuff in the first episode.

Shelly:

No, we've got to spread the stories out.

Archie:

So. What we learned between today's stories and the quotes?

Shelly:

That overconfidence makes for great stories, but maybe not great decisions.

Archie:

Oh, and speaking of decisions, y'all out there get to make one.

Shelly:

Oh oh, we're moving on.

Archie:

Oh, unless there's a reason to stay put.

Shelly:

I guess I'm not ready for the first episode to be over.

Archie:

Well, it's, it's best to leave them wanting more than to tire their ears out.

Shelly:

You could be in one of maw-maw's books with talk like that.

Archie:

A second compliment. Woo. I'm racking them up.

Shelly:

Maybe I'm being too generous. I don't want it all to go to your head.

Archie:

Well, I'll do my best to not let it.

Shelly:

I'm sure you will, but enough about you. Folks be on the lookout for the Instagram poll. Our handle is not quite right goods. You can also go to not quite right, goods.com under the podcast page to vote if you're not on social media.

Archie:

And now we know that may be confusing to some since our podcast is called Two Frogs Talking. But think about it as a product. See, the other products don't have their own handles either. And keep things fair. The podcast gets a dedicated spot on the website. Along with all the other offerings from not quite right goods and it uses the same social handles.

Shelly:

So find us on the gram under not quite right goods or the podcast page at not quite right goods.com and vote for whose story reigned supreme this week. Was it my feathered fiasco?

Archie:

Or my legendary ride with a borrowed saddle and a highly avoidable wedgie.

Shelly:

Ooh, that wedgie is one for the highlight reels.

Archie:

And one for my nightmares.

Shelly:

Oh, I can imagine.

Archie:

If you liked today's stories, you can snag a piece of the nonsense at not quite right goods. We've added the ride it how you want it tee to the collection in t-shirt and sticker form.

Shelly:

You can find it all at not quite right goods.com.

Archie:

It helps us keep telling tales and maybe just maybe afford a roll bar for Shelly's next experiment.

Shelly:

Or pay off a fine.

Archie:

And we'll be back next week with a new theme. Two more tales, and probably one more possum.

Shelly:

Better not be the same possum. We're supposed to be ending. Now

Archie:

we are.

Shelly:

Well, why didn't we write down how to end?

Archie:

I, I, I suppose we wanted to keep it natural.

Shelly:

Okay. But all I can remember is, is that I start

Archie:

Yeah, you say, thanks for joining us on the porch. And then I say, we'll catch you next time. And then we both said, bye.

Shelly:

Thanks for joining us. Wait,

Archie:

wait. I'm not ready.

Shelly:

You just told me what to say. How could you not be ready?

Archie:

Well, you caught me off guard. I wasn't expecting such a quick turnaround.

Shelly:

Oh, oh my bad. Here, here. I'll give you a heads up this time.

Archie:

Alright,

Shelly:

I'm starting. Thanks for joining us on the porch.

Archie:

We'll catch you next time.

Shelly:

Bye bye. Not as smooth as the beginning, but decent.

Archie:

I'd say so.

Joe:

This has been a Not Quite Right Goods production. Starring Joe Laureiro as Archie and Holland Renton as Shelly. Written, directed and edited by Holland Renton. Music sourced via Descript stock library.

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Archie Fields

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