We got guests and stories, we got jokes and old man farts. we got people talking for an hour or so. Things come up, things go down, blah blah blah, we talk about a North Korean TV show about basketball. We got podcast gold being spun straight up your barndoor. We got this and more on another strangely entertaining episode of Worstcase. Seriously though, we are but unfinished sentences in a bland suburban novel chattering on about our own self importance in a death cry of monumental anguish and despair. Welcome back biatchy, it's the worstcase!!!!!!!!!