Fat Guy Loves Cake

The three speeds of internet browsing and the consequences of not respecting them; Joey "Beanball" Valentine takes the mound; Jesus saves, Gretzky scores: Religion in sports.

*DISCLAIMER* I apologize that there is a ton of reverb on the recording of my voice and it sounds like I recorded in a bathroom. I didn't realize it was on and I was not about to try and re-record a perfectly good show. That said, today's show:

Outro song: California Boy

Well...I talk about something. Movie reviews, and finding a certain word hilarious and finally coming full circle to making people listen to me urinate. I've been told I share too much.

I rant and rave about the ridiculousness of how important giant metal boxes are; As a fed up Cowboys fan, I finally let my team have it.

Follow me down the rabbit hole as I take you on the journey I had on a Greyhound bus bound for Los Angeles. (No butt stuff)

The week in review; I rant about gigabytes and computers and who the hell knows what else; Brand new song that actually isn't about butt stuff!; McDonalds, child labor and how I offended the entire nation of India with one careless click of a button.

A quick update on all things Fat Guy and what's coming up; Jose Valentino performs "Cowboy with a dick of gold"; What the Truman show would really be like.

Brace yourself as I go on a very profane tirade about the piece of shit scumbag that ripped me off by selling me a non-functioning washing machine; Does anyone remember flashers?; Karens are tired of being called Karens and they would like to speak to the manager.

So I completely deviate from my normal half hour of silliness to catch up with an old friend and talk about punk rock music. Thank you Ayron for being on the show!

Track: Dear Landlord "Three to the beach"

Why can't I quit you, butt stuff?; New movie trailer with Johnny Depp and Amber Heard in Frankenstein; Grand Theft Covid until I make a sharp left turn into taking way too much pleasure listening to people be set on fire (not real people); Soda pop shop song about my (pretend) gay love for Lafayette.