GuyCast

Ever wonder whether a chick is hitting on you? So you take the shot and she tells you "Ew, get off of me." And you realize that she was just looking at her watch. And maybe that glassy look in her eyes was boredom and not vag wetting lust lust like you thought.  Yeah, me too.  Maybe this will help.

I am so very sorry about the sound quality on 235. The explaination for that lies within. Other than that we tlak a little about the new Batman movie, wanted and explore Pheonix's dark obsession with Dave matthews.

A pair of returns tonight. Just sit back and enjoy a little old school GC.

It's like autism but with bullets. - Phoenix

Here's to the man who paved the way for potty mouth little bastards like us to have an outlet with which to pour our filth out into the world. Thanks George.

To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time; And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle! Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player, That struts and frets his hour upon the stage, And then is heard no more. It is a tale Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, Signifying nothing. If playstation can use shakespeare to sell video games. I sure as shit can use it to sell GuyCast.

We begin with the common discussion on referees rigging games, although now with a bit more evidence to back us up. We bestow a little more help on Mr. Wizzard.  We talk a little bit about M Knight Shamalan. Yes, I know I spelled that wrong. No, I Didn't look it up.  If you want your name spelled right, get a good American name like Smith or Ramirez.

Thanks to a question from Kelly, Adam and I take a trip down memory lane, dispensing bits of advice that we fished out of the trashcan of our mispent youths. Enjoy