Jeff starts talking and talking and talking and then he keeps talking.  We're not sure what strain he smoked, but we hope he shares.

Kathy, Jeff's much better half, joins us for an hour of discussing the on-going end of the world and other nonsense.

We're all gonna die...but not today.  So we decided to drink, get high, and talk about nothing and everything because fuck it, who really wants to live into the Depends years anyway?

Glen and Jeff try to help Mike get over his lingering illness by suggesting a woman would make him take care of himself.  Completely out of character, Mike disagrees and yells.  And something about the democrats too.

The guys from Three Old Squids are back as Capt. Crotchety and the Calamari Bros., talkin' 'bout politics, recipes and prostate exams.

Does the summary matter? No one really listens anyway.

This time everything seems oddly calm, relaxed, mellow as the guys optimistically tell stories of growing up and making IEDs for recreation in the 70s.

Sickness, audio quality issues and bad moods kept the squids from posting for more than a month.

rian Campbell stops by for a chat, but even Brian's engaging stories couldn't stop the onslaught of Mikeisms.

Ever wondered the proper outfit for dropping a deuce...well, your question is answered!