No cassette tape co-host….yet. Slighly less compact. Large magnet leisure time. TO WHAT END?! The Unpleasantness. Nixon style enemies list. College nicknames call out. 2 Montys, no, 16 Gus Buses, yes. Young Muff rough intro. Not so thinly veiled threats. Even GM Carp cant push back on this Lamaring. Man Trade Train opens back up. Prep for CFD to go back east in a week or two. ACTIVE TANK ALERT. Kick in the chuts – that’s chubby nuts. Make the move for good looking men. Google Image Search closed the deal. Corey Davis hot potato. Winning on brevity. Strim it. New NFL superstar Joe Flahko. Kurt Cousins Naughty Boy. Groundskeeper Willie has a pretty good piece. Sharing the Detroiters Raz Chunks clip RIGHT before recording might have been a mistake. Jimmy Robby backup. Guess whos back to being labeled a fraud? CATS AND DOGS LIVING TOGETHER! Glass house built on sand. Throw a bone in that pot. Draft picks falling out of every orifice. RAM everything, even the megabytes. Grab your leash so we can go for a walk. Tough groins. The return of the Skittles hospital ball. Per game played basis because this isn’t Amateur Hour. Fast forward to 2023 as we are but puddy in the Hopkins playpen. Awesome Ekeler and Mixing It Up with Mixon. Ham Sandwich1 & Ham Sandwich2. Cyborg murder. Catskills comedy. Detractorcitos. Its NEVER too late for a Diet Mountain Dew. Choke on these Kudos. Still very much an anit-Wentz podcast. 3 Headed monster explicit. Mayor of Irrational Confidence City. Chief Scorpion Cheerleader. Trash Can Dan Monday Night MAGIC. This episode, much like the Centaurs in Week 3, lands somewhere between pooping the bed and a super mega rager. Somebody’s O has to go, and somebody’s no mo O. Noon Kurt when hes had his bran muffin to get regular. Blanking while playing is NOT better than blanking. Hunter Henry < Washing Machine. Dreams of 210. The most pro-troop podcast youre going to come across. The ultimate sacrifice made so that bad trades could flow. GOP approved history lessons. Sexy fill in the blank. Lee Greenwood redundancy. Halcyon days of Halloween. Independence being totally incidental to hot dogs. Stripes side banana hammock. Memorial Day and Flag Day aren’t enough, so I made my own. No raincoats. We wouldn’t figuratively bury Wilford Brimley even if he hadn’t literally been buried.
Tropher Grace Project has machismo coming out of every orifice and troop support oozing out its pores.