This episode would have brought down the Berlin Wall if Gorbachev hadn't beat me to the punch. Could have waited to let me have a go at it.

If this were olden times I'd trade you this podcast episode for three beans. They'd call this episode a three-beaner.

They're just letting anyone have a podcast these days. It shouldn’t be this easy. You should at least have to fill out forms at the post office or something first.

You know what they say: you can't spell podcast without p, o, d, c, a, s and t. I've tried. It's futile. 

To each person who listens to this episode, I'll nod approvingly in whatever direction I think you are relative to me. Because I actually care about my listeners.

Every episode of this show is over budget because I have to use special production techniques to hide the fact that I'm actually just an infant crying and screaming and not an adult man with thoughts. There are plugins for this.

My life is just like a movie (Gremlins 2: The New Batch, 1990)

This episode is rated R for Rude.

My commentary track for the Blu-Ray deluxe edition release of this episode will be me re-enacting the podcast in reverse to see if the two tracks cancel out into silence. I know they won't but I have to do it. I have to do it.

A new episode of the Purgatory Podcast? No one's spoken that name in years. Is this "episode" in the room with us right now?