The Phlegm Cat Podcast

Mex wonders if Walmart has an airline. The Artist remembers when it was 9 for a whole month, doesn't want to be naked in Vietnam and ponders biblical underpants.

Your Huckleberry knows his skin color is on the spectrum. We then hear that Mex's week was full of melancholy thinks, weed & puzzles.

Mex wants to know why you're bald and pink. The Huckleberry then enters a Rain Man contest, finds out it's open season on whackadoos and encounters The Golden Girls of Golfing Girth.

This episode is filled with confusement and duress. The Artist has met d*ckhead plumbers, faced peaceful hippie horses and padded slappy poles.

Mex informs everyone about the shifty ways of parrots. The Artist then throws a fiery, bomb nut-punch, sees a magical fiendish cloud and discovers the gongs have fallen.

Your Huckleberry admits he has bad pew-pews. The Artist then takes 'erbody to Side Boob Central, tries to cover naughty parts and shows you what he looks like without a neck.

Your Huckleberry wants you to check out his head because it may be liquidy.
Mex celebrates the birth of a rubber hand and decides you're gonna need a plethora of mites.

The Artist spouts vibrant airs about himself.  Your Huckleberry then calls out:
The ones known for knife fights, mocking giggles and people who forget Lance the Pygmy™

The Mexican is happy that Thor will be there. The Artist is just mad at sticks, sweaty-ass head scalp skin and decides to go full Mex jacket.

The Huckleberry loves whipping out a giant, spectacular skull. The Artist then declares ethereal beings are near, solves the mystery of the fibers and introduces us to the jabber-jaw mumbler guy.