One day you are smoking Snoop Dog's weed, the next day you need an Israeli guy to protect you in the recording studio. Welcome back, Comical Radio!

Double dose of the Carlin Call-in today. First up, Pat, George Carlin's older brother. Danny and the crew forced him to speak in a Popeye voice (to be fair, Pat thought he was just being dogger, then he reminisced about the old days when the brother's stole wallets from a department store and discovered the ultimate theft of the magi, nothing to put in the wallet unless you sell it, then no where to put the money once it is sold.

Kelly, George Carlin's daughter, called in next and extended her services as a life-coach the Comical Crew. Once it was all sorted out, the results were damning: anyone who needs a life coach actually just needs rehab. The problem is, once everyone is off drugs and alcohol, what are they to do with their lives? I smell a need for a life coach yet!

Tom Leopold, writer for Seinfeld, Cheers, and some bigger shows came in to the studio with a tasty travel tip: The best chicken salad can be found at the snack bar at the Holocaust Museum. Don't doubt Leopold's opinions for a second, he learned to masturbate by humping Playboys on the ground and is convinced that Chevy Chase is not a jerk.

Ian Bagg came in fresh off a glamorous subway ride where he attempted to keep his opinions about Bruce Springsteen to himself. It wouldn't be proper coming from a member of the Canadian Alliance, an outfit that unites Bagg with fellow Maple Leaf Comedians. Here are Ian's paraphrased opinions of fellow Canadians Harland Williams and Jim Carrey.

Jim Carey: "Me, Myself and Irene" was a great movie that highlights the downturn of Rene Zellweger's appeal.

Harland Williams: Is a bucket full of golf balls

Dylan Gadino called in with the Punchline Update, here's the synthesized news: Blue Collar Comedy should be called Hillbilly Comedy.

And that was the show. Stay tuned for future cries for help and acknowledgments of grandeur.