6528 pages, done and done. Here’s to you, POB.
Ep. 37: The Appalachian Trail →
Governor Mark Sanford disappears from his job on Father’s Day to go cheat on his wife in Argentina on the state’s dime, the first phase of post-election unrest in Iran seems to come to an end,…
BAM, back below 250.
S.C. Governor Mark Sanford rivals Blago for... →
You have got to be kidding me. Out of all the places and ways to have an affair, Gov. Mark Sanford decides to run off on a mystery trip to Argentina, causing his staff to not even be sure who…
Ep. 36: The Horse Bomb →
Ethan and Joe discuss the latest on Iran and round up all the little stories they missed over the past few weeks: a poolside erection, an island of rats, a brilliant comrade, and more.
can’t believe how exciting it is to finally have a CPL card.
Weight loss resolution: last drinking night for a month, making this public record so I have to follow through.
Here’s to you, mr. Obnoxious-friend-of-the-family-who-thinks-repeating-a-joke-makes-it-funny guy.
(Andy) would rather (his) penis never function...
maxhell: than use a keyboard with a windows key on it. Fuck that useless shit… when was the last time someone needed to access the start menu without using the mouse??? — Bit grouchy today apparently. Keyboard shortcuts are the greatest thing in the history of computers. The use of the mouse is an activity best reserved for the ignorant, the slow witted and the inbred. Perhaps one day...
I believe it is time I began aggressively re-asserting my philosophical independence.
The forcast said scattered t-storms. This is neither scattered nor redemingly thunderous. It is just very, very soggy.
Who the fuck mows their lawn at 8 at night?
Thinks he should try making chicha.
With the reported recovery of Episode 16 (recovered from the archives of multiple loyal listeners — read: friends — of the principle podcasters), I, Joe, have realized that every episode of this…
Ep. 35: A Little Corruption Between Friends →
Dr. A “wins” the big Iranian election, Netenyahu makes a plea for peace* with Palestine, the UN lays down another wristslap of vengeance on North Korea, state senators in Albany give Illinois and…
Anybody got Episode 16? →
Episode 16, “Cocking A Snook At The President”, seems to have vanished during our somewhat rickety server migration. Fans, we need your help! If you still have a copy of Ep. 16 on your drive, send…
Is irritated by ABC Family’s cutting of the perfect breasts line, but retention of the disfigurement description.
Not-so-newsy-flash: Taylor Swift (or her songwriter) is an insipid, ignorant moron.
Caffeine is a hell of a drug son.
Well, the good news is that I haven’t lost as much muscle mass as I thought.
The Hope Chest →
This blog serves to perfectly illustrate of one of the things I hate most about conservatives. So many people are constantly convinced that our world is going down the toilette and that what we…
The Hope Chest →
People always have been, and always will be, fucking disgusting. http://mrparallel.wordpress.com/
Ep. 34: Too Girly To Rule →
Lady Blagojevich eats spiders, Dear Leader Kim decides the third son’s the charm, “Hussein Barack” Obama reboots relations with Muslim nations, terror-fearing Americans forget how prisons work, and…
Wishes the turkish grand prix were on tonight, but will have to settle for jurrasic park while he waits.
tomatoallergy: these are things that are filling up my mind right now that I’ll put here: the idea of an unveiling, the way girls act, sitcoms, malort, proposals (not as in marriage), and a map of logan square. Good ol’ Jepsom’s! Did you know the first time I ever bought Malort was actually at Everett’s up in Beloit? As fine a spirit as ever the world has known.
Will someone explain how I moved to Scotland without realizing it?
Seriously, when do we get to declare war on the ignorant? I personally volunteer the back wall of my apartment for the lining up and shooting of abortion protesters. …
Ep. 33: Is This Thing On? →
North Korea disturbs our podcast schedule with a nuclear weapon, Dick Cheney emerges from his secret cocoon as a butterfly of TV fearmongering, Roland Burris’s Blago-taint grows fouler, right-wing…