FurCast

Don't buy it man. Practically a scam. Took 3 weeks to ship, the rebate doesn't send in time even if you mail it immediately, and they don't accept PayPal. Fox Headquarters. What a rip off. Oh, and don't even get me started on returns...

After taking out Mattox's personal Lego collection and drowning in them, Paradox couldn't hit the stop button. The recordings continued into the post shows and beyond, phone call after phone call. Another successful weekend.

Another Wednesday show. As much as we were sick, we needed it. Email after email. Getting to the limit of the current show format. We'll see you on Saturday for another show!

Almost 30 episodes! Wheeee *wags tail*. Oh, wait. I'm a podcast syndication engine. I don't have a tail. I don't even have feelings. All I do is serve web pages and render RSS feeds. I can't even have cute ears. Life just sucks. You know what? I'm just going to go kill myself. Aww crap. I don't have permissions for ending processes on the server. Dammit!

The good, the bad, the ugly. Wait, shouldn't a sentence like that be the show-title? Anyway, we cracked down on some serious answers and psychological debates and then ran ourselves down a sled hill packed with some of our worst emails near the end. A necessary fight, a good ending.

I storm of snowy emails, at a slower pace that last show, we completed the round. Successful, and on the edge of our seats, the crew retired for some end of the show phone calls, a live DJ mix, and a movie. Post shows are awesome. Episode is just as good.

A super fast announcement, for a super sudden Wednesday broadcast, for a super speed rundown of our email backlogs. Rushed on our end, hilarious on the listener end, this is yet another episode to knock your... paws off?

The humans have put ye in yon mental hospital. Ye fur dirty, nails long and un-cut, eyes dry, ye stand up. Ye see a FurCast episode. Ye find yeself in yon furcast dungeon. Obvious exits are NORTH, SOUTH and DENNIS.

With emails coming in faster than they can read, the show hosts sat down for 3 hours, and read every single email. Categorized, organized, and ready to roll, episode 24 was cranked out on a cold Saturday night. Successful and efficient, the radio headed furries deemed another successful broadcast, and another step closer to what ever the the goal of this show is even supposed to be. w00t

We're back, for another wild season. Unable to even THINK about reading and discussing topics, the show hosts crammed down, email after email, to keep the viewers happy. Capping off at our highest viewer number at any one given time (TWICE what it was before), the show hosts relaxed, chilled, drunk a cup of tea, and said "I think we're satisfied."