So yeah, we make a LOT of poop jokes this episode.
Such angst in our episode titles lately. Sorry. We’re just acting out because the next episode will be officially one-year of bringing you podcasting excellence. We’re externalizing our inner struggle of becoming older.
Let us know what you think of this episode. It was really strange for us. Probably because John and Mike had a safety meeting right before we started. Don’t judge them, they want to be safe. There are several bloopers partly because of this, and we’ve put them immediately after we play the last song.
John and David got into a debate over their putt-putt scores and they stopped talking to each other for a segment or two, and resulted in the episode title as well.
So, fuck you, too, John.
So there were discussions of certain tables. We won’t get into that here, but listen and see what we mean. Stuey B delivered his thoughts about last Saturday’s UFC fight, and we reminisced about our Xmases.
And ladies, don’t listen to the guy under weirdo of the week…shave, okay? Corporate Jerod also fell asleep during the show, and we have pictures (coming soon).
So we saw an ass tattoo… that said “Come Awn!” We couldn’t tell if that was an invitation or something else.
This week we talked about the olympics and how some countries had their medals “mugged” from them. And also we discussed Mr. Sparks’s claims on his alien abductions (really creepy stuff).
I have to get up for work in less than 6 hours, so I’m cutting this short. Check out the show, you’ll love it 🙂