YYYYW: Tourism, Bad Breath & Shitty Beer
Three things that are seemingly unconnected… BUT TONIGHT THEY ARE… er… or will be.

take these, for these are my podcasts…
Three things that are seemingly unconnected… BUT TONIGHT THEY ARE… er… or will be.
It’s not the best show but its fun… and even though there is a huge fuck-up right in the middle, I left it in because it’s a fun artifact and I don’t give a shit.
With a title like that, you’d think this would be an ‘all request’ or ‘listener appreciation’ kinda episode.
You’d be wrong.
I love my wife and I love that she has a houseful of other married women over to scrapbook all weekend. I do. Really. Really, I do.
“Hey, you know, fuck you, man. Any moron with a pack of matches can set a fire. Raining down sulphur is like an endurance trial, man. Mass genocide is the most exhausting activity one can engage in, next to soccer.”
I am really proud of this sprint (not marathon) of a show.
The HOUR OF POWER RETURNS…. NOW… tonight… or whenever you play it through your podcast client of choice!
ANOTHER birthday show for ANOTHER ‘favorite’ niece? Yes sir!
I plan to end 2023 the same way I started it, and to start 2024 the way I started 2023… as a drunken buffoon. My every move is The New Tradition.