YYYYW: Killing Time
I am all out of things to say on these fucking episode entries so forget it tonight…

take these, for these are my podcasts…
I am all out of things to say on these fucking episode entries so forget it tonight…
As I glance at my SWATCH I see that it’s been a minute since I did a SATURDAY NIGHT RAP BATTLE… actually it’s been like 18 months. So here it is – the THIRD in a series. Sorry for the wait, maybe we can FINALLY find Spock!
It’s our 20th Anniversary Year, by George!
MIXMAS WEEK CONTINUES on a somber note, unfortunately. Tonight we celebrate the life and times of Rickey Henderson.
Pick up the phone, Rickey…
It’s me…
You.
Mostly by request, and mostly under duress. Enjoy anyway.
Happy Belated Birthday to my mother and SUPERFAN #1!
They’re the same person.
While putting together this show, I said to myself ‘I think I’ve done this show before’.
I had. So about twenty minutes into this show I said ‘fuck it’ and I O’Rourke’d you.
You’re welcome.
I think Mia Culpa is actually a midfielder for the US Women’s National Soccer Team.
Just making some small adjustments here… so relax, assholes. But also enjoy the show!
Sure, we may have rebooted… but it’s comfortable to know we still make the same mistakes. ANYWAY – here is June’s SATURDAY OPEN SHOW…
Enjoy!