“I have a mobile device addiction.” Episode 500 has come and gone, so do we really have to keep counting? It almost seems like it’s lost it’s pizzazz. But neurosis says otherwise, so of course we’ll keep counting. Now it’s a … Continue reading →

“We all know the crazy ones are the best in bed.” Holy goddamn Jesus H. titty fucking christ on a crispy creamed crucifix, can you believe it? Finally, 500 episodes of the Jamhole free comedy podcast. Quite the back catalog … Continue reading →

“All I smell are farts and asshole anyways, so what’s it fucking matter.” Episode 499, can you believe it? Seems like only yesterday we were breaking episode 50, now episode 500 looms right before our very eyes and ears. Very … Continue reading →

“More times than not you could find me on the couch with my hands down my pants.” Writing, words, sentences, all that shit. Just writing. Doesn’t matter what for, what matters is that I’m writing. Gotta keep up on these … Continue reading →

“How does killing yourself get you on a spaceship?” What an interesting last couple of shows. I hope you enjoyed our coverage of the ridiculousness that was the rapture. Harold Camping took a stupid idea that I’m not even sure … Continue reading →

“It is going to happen.” Harold Camping of Family Radio made yet another prediction of when the end times in the form of the great rapture was supposed to happen. On May 21st 2011, all of the good god fearing … Continue reading →

“But first I’d kill Nancy Reagan, because she killed Quaaludes.” This is it! At the time of writing these show notes, it is Friday May 20th at 7:42 pm my time. According to Harold Camping and his Family Radio network, … Continue reading →

“It led to booty, but no one wanted to dig.” Here we are back again, slowly reaching for that awesome 500 episode number, both hands sweaty in anticipation. Very exciting. Some of you have been with us since the beginning, … Continue reading →

“I want that reassuring pat on the back that I’m doing better than they are.” Hello and welcome to another amazing hour of killing time we’ve all come to love as the Jamhole. I have an amazing bowl of chicken … Continue reading →

“I’d rather do cocaine than sugar.” Just plowing right through this life, getting shit done, kicking virtual ass, and taking names. Not even taking them, just writing them down, putting them to faces, and then silently tracking you everywhere you … Continue reading →