YYYYW: Hints & Allegations
Man walks down the street, asks listeners to choose a random show title from a list he’s been curating for quite some time now… maybe it’s his first time around…
take these, for these are my podcasts…
Man walks down the street, asks listeners to choose a random show title from a list he’s been curating for quite some time now… maybe it’s his first time around…
The HOUR OF POWER RETURNS!
That’s it – that’s the post.
34 for 45? HAHAHA FUCK THAT GUY!
Seriously if anyone listening to my show voted for the guy even ONCE or plans to in the future, please never listen again, Dad.
More like YOUR HOST DOT MEH…
Yes, I will work on the blog formatting this week, Philistines…
Ellipses…
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.
“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.”
The HOUR OF POWER RETURNS…. NOW… tonight… or whenever you play it through your podcast client of choice!
And I think I am going to abdicate the throne because seriously fuck this…
The first of EIGHT STRAIGHT* DAYS OF YYYYW EPISODES!
(* = and by ‘straight’ I mean ‘consecutive’ because I don’t presume upon my episode’s sexual preferences)