“The dead prostitutes name was Holly, I remember now!” Here are some show notes. Follow along when you listen to the podcast, that’s how it’s best consumed. Of course not everyone will be able to do that, but if you … Continue reading →

“If I said dog shit would cure radiation poisoning, would you go and eat dog shit?” And here are the notes! I know I’m a bit behind, considering this episode aired on March 21st and it’s now March 30th. What … Continue reading →

“The first text I sent her said…” Wow, I don’t even want to write notes for this episode. I should really let Danni handle it. But, the human psyche can handle only so much abuse before it snaps. This is … Continue reading →

“I’m gonna sabotage this relationship now so I can have chaos.” Show notes, who wrote the old quotes? Robby pitched in and wrote some lines. But then I took the time to redefine. But the credit is his because we … Continue reading →

“I will stay, because I have cancer, and I’m dying.” Do you even have a clue as to who I am? I am eternal, I am everywhere, infinity in a can. I wish I had more time for these notes, … Continue reading →

“I’m just gonna go ahead and pretend that your doing that for my birthday.” Wow I got behind again. I don’t know what it is, but it seems like I can either write really good show notes, or really good … Continue reading →

“You can’t buy me off dick face.” Man, it looks like they really got things shaking over there in Japan. It’s crazy. So hey crazy Christians, was this caused because of all the heathens in Japan? Is Fred Phelps going … Continue reading →

“You wait till I tell god what you did to me.” I’ll be hosting the Get Poetry open mic this Sunday while the rest of the gang is in Columbus Ohio at the Women of the World Poetry Slam. Check … Continue reading →

“I’m gonna start using that in my day to day life.” Welcome to the show. It’s going to go down like this. Same as it has for 466 other times. Some like this, some not really quite like anything. Have … Continue reading →

“Talk about getting sick of your mate.” Silly swimming, sinning for winnings in the seventh inning. So stretch, feel like an old wretch and play dead, not fetch. Play doctor in Proctor, then check out the hot springs. I’ve got … Continue reading →