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This week we're joined by our friend S**n. He shares some stories of drug abuse, expertise in baking, and attempts to remain anonymous while admitting to dicking down our moms behind a deli counter the offers award-winning meats.
Alex peddles a theory that baby's foreskins are being harvested by the rich to be used in luxuriously creamy face lotions, and loses his mind over it.
Nico markets a new product called Health Nuts, a new supplement that relies upon healthy young men with diets of exotic fruits only, and their "nuts".
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Greg, Nico, and Alex fly troholo sans guest this week due to unforeseen scheduling problems and lack of funds. Fortunately they came with an arsenal of bits for your listening pleasure, from a brand new podcast sponsor, to a new ad by the Old Fashioned Irish Building Company, a new company building homes way out of code and way too small for modern needs. It's a new way for us to reduce our impact on the earth.
Also, Lord of the Rings gay porn fan fiction is created.
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In the second part of our double-ended episode with Nial, we continue to let things go wrong and nothing is really going right, until the Gods of Metal open the sky, encumbering us with the vocal chords of Heavy Metal Royalty. Sha na, na na, na na, na na na na!
Check out the parts of the podcast that didn't make the cut and other clips on our YouTube channel, Slappin Bird Pod.
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In a bloated double feature, Nial joins us to recount stories of our childhood, share some of his opinions (which belong to Nial and Nial alone and do not represent the views of the Opinion Corps™). Several new products are unveiled, many songs are made, and sometimes Nial is unable to control his volume so be ready to touch the dial.
Episode 10 coming soon, and exclusive content from the cutting room floor will be available on our Youtube Channel, SlappinBirdPod.
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After losing Episode 7 to a devastating terrorist attack, the gang regroups and reflects on their premature vehicle purchases and ponders the floating blood skull of the lizard at Target, and why the man behind the 2-way mirror won't stop screaming.
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