Jason and Amy justify the continuing 10 dollar a month hosting fee of AGTLR.com by posting their second episode of the year! We talk about our worst jobs ever!

This one has two dog stories: One a poignant illustration of difficult choices, and the other about some dumb dog who ran away and thought it would be a swell idea.

The AGTLR gang (Jason Amy and Tigger) are back with special guest: Jason's Wife! (Also known as Amanda). Jason and Amy celebrate the show's 1 year anniversary (but it isn't actually). Amy becomes a nurse. Our grandma dies. And Jason tells horrible jokes.

EnJoY!

Amy and Jason... Ok, it's been a while since I posted. I don't remember what we talked about. I don't want to ruin it for you guys (or maybe... I'm 2 lazy?), so the note section will be donated to a picture of a majestic egret.

Me and Amy drive home from Dad's retirement party and dish on the ceremony. Also, you can hear my dad's boss(es) laud him with well deserved praise!

The show starts with Amy revealing that she has to get more TB tests (and not because she drinks cow blood).  We discuss our super talented friend Brenna's (https://www.facebook.com/LottieHop) awesome handicraft (below)!  Finally, Amy talks about the best Illuminati prank ever.

Amy and Jason discuss how shitty their cars are. Also, we discuss the dangers of hypnotism and other things.

 

and here's a frog wrestler guy

Me and Amy discuss her harrowing visit to a clinic where hygiene is optional, and the legend of the guy who flipped people off by a Mexican restaurant in Selma. Also, Amy and I eat Cookie Butter and we discuss the  foul gully we're neighbors with.

In this episode, I tell Amy about my heroic confrontation with a homeless pervert, my idea for a project about our home state of California, and offend Amy with my egregious use of the C word.

 

I think other things happen also!

I start the podcast by telling Amy about my weird dream. Then we talk about other things. And then we find this awesome bag of old paperwork and it makes for great fodder. I find this weird little pamphlet from the '70s about my gestation. If I'd read it as a fetus, I'd have made more of an effort to absorb more selenium in the womb, Sigh.